Switzerland

We had breakfast at the hotel and I went on a run around the little town. We headed out and drove toward Switzerland. We drove through the mountains of Italy and stopped for lunch at a little Italian place. When we walked in there was a group of men wearing dark uniforms, big leather boots, with dark hair and beards. They were talking loudly and eating. Mom was not comfortable staying there but Dad wasn’t worried. They really looked scary. After a bit they got up to leave, we noticed they all had a patch on the front of their uniform. We figured out that they were tour guides/ actors for the nearby castle. Haha.


We had to drive through a very long (6000 meter) tunnel to get across the Swiss/Italian border. We weren’t in Switzerland for a long time. We saw the cows and heard their bells, we saw the beautiful rivers and scenery in the mountains, and drove through little towns looking, yet again, for a good place to stay. We gave up on Switzerland and found a cute little lodge type thing in France. We had dinner here. It was very good. Mom had steak, dad had meat and cheese and I had a pork chop. The meals came with green beans, bread, and funny little square pasta. For desert we shared an apricot tart. The tart was really good. There was no Gelato in Switzerland.

Sarah