I HEART Switzerland!

If you have not read Jordan’s post about our time here in Lausanne and his days at boarding school, stop!  Read his comments before venturing any further with my counterpoint, um, perspective.

I am not weary of Jordan’s sharing of the places that provide him with such fond memories.  In fact, that is why we are here at all.  When we were planning this trip, I remarked that we were going to be so close to this place he remembered, how could we not go?  So, voila, here we are. 

My fatigue comes more from the eight weeks of glamour shots (Ashley & Christopher, you know what I mean. . .).  For all of the beauty Jordan’s skills as a photographer bring us, sometimes it is just a little, well, much.    From my perspective not everything has to be captured through a camera lens.  Sometimes our own memories suffice.  But, I know when at some point we return to my roots in Southern California, he will do the same for me. 

Jordan’s love of this area is what helped make our day so pleasant as we drove around the lake (as in Lake Geneva).  He recalled ski trips, field trips and his memories served as our tour guide to the “don’t miss” sights along the way.

After a late and pleasant lunch having found a little snack shop of Turkish kebobs, we decided to venture over to Evian, France, a jaunt around the lake of only another 34 kilometers.  What a good idea!  It is odd to travel back and forth between countries so easily, as if they were states.  Not once has our passport been stamped (very disappointing) and only looked at in a cursory manner.  As we drove to Switzerland from France and back again, we were essentially waived on through the border, and all within the space of about three hours.  Such a lack of interest!  I imagine we do not look as if we have a stash of contraband tucked into our pockets.

Our day ended at a little restaurant that we walked to just a short distance from our hotel.  Typical for us, we struck up a conversation with a young man seated alone, next to us.  He was here on business from Portugal (working for Philip Morris) and admired our curiosity in all things “non-touristy” as we admired his well-traveled perspective, and seemingly fond memories of the places he had seen, especially from someone so young.  He kind of reminded me of someone else I know. . . Jordan.

Comments

[Jenny Moore]

Hi Jordan and Jan! This is Jenny, Lindsey and I met you and your son at Pandehohio in Florence. We hope the rest of your trip is fabulous! Great blog, I am really enjoying the wonderful pictures, amazing!

Don't hurry to get home, you will soon miss the beauty of Europe.

Take Care!

[ashley]

So who has been carrying the camera bag and tripods and monopods!? ;)