Up for breakfast today and we piled in the coach to head for Switzerland. The views were fabulous!
We have rotated, clockwise, two seats each day and now are at the complete back of the coach. Well, the back row is 5 seats across and no one sits in them. So, Cole “called” those seats and he laid down and slept as we drove. We stopped for a bathroom break and then continued on. We watched a documentary about Ferrari while we drove. He was a driven man.
We stopped for lunch at a rest stop that had a big, buffet lunch. The salad bar looked great, so that's what Reagan and I had plus a pretzel. Cole and Steve had schnitzel. Silly Reagan and Cole had to play on the little playground outside the rest stop.
Then, we were back on the road and we, eventually, saw Lake Lucerne - beautiful!!!! IT is a huge lake that touches four Swiss states. It is in the shape of a cross and has beautiful scenery all around it. We drove to a dock and boarded a boat.
We went on the top level so that we could see all around. We were probably on the boat cruise 90 minutes to 120 minutes. It was beautiful! The captain would point out castles and landmarks and buildings along the lake.
There was a HUGE, Swiss flag hanging in the mountains - it reminded me of the one hanging in the canyon by our house. There were hotels and a big Christ statue next to the water. They said that Christ was blessing the fisherman on the lake. Then, we pulled into another dock - the end of our boat trip and right in the town of Lucerne.
After that, we boarded the coach and made another stop to see a carving out of natural limestone. Apparently, the Swiss Guard (who were really the first, hired mercenaries), were guarding the King of France. He had been summoned to France to be tried, but the French soldiers couldn't ever get him because the Swiss Guard were such great protectors. Eventually, he did go to France with like 726 of his Swiss Guard and they were attacked by thousands of French soldiers. He was caught and then taken prisoner and all of his Swiss Guard were killed. He was eventually convicted of whatever crime and was beheaded. The lion in this carving is supposed to represent the Swiss. The lion has a sad look on his face and his paw is on a shield with the French flag on it. So that, even in defeat, the lion is protecting them French. Above the carving are the words saying something to the effect of "to the braves and courage of the Swiss." It was a bit haunting.
Then, we headed to the hotel.We had an our or so until it was time to meet for dinner.

We walked to this traditional, Swiss restaurant. Our group had a huge, long table that the 40 of us sat down to dinner at. There were other groups there as well. The menu was set and there was veal that was being served. I SO didn't want veal. Especially after the very rare cooked meat that was served at our last few dinners. Across the table from us were Sue and Paras. They don't eat beef and they had a label on their placement that said "Chicken". One of the nice waiters came by and I asked if I could get one of those original or if it was too late. He said he would check, but that it may be too late. Later, he came by and gave a "chicken" label for my placemat. I thanked him profusely. Then, when they brought dinner around, they gave chicken, but seemed to be short one plate and Paras didn't have a plate. I told him I wasn't going to touch the plate because if they couldn't find another one, I had taken his. He encouraged me to just eat and it would work out. I refused. Eventually, the wait staff was talking back and forth and the one waiter brought out a plate for Paras. He winked at me and I put my hands together and bowed as if to prayerfully thank him. So, I was able to have the chicken - yay!

The meal was one thing here, but the entertainment was something else. They had traditional, Swiss musicians. one was playing a bass (strings, not guitar), one was on the tuba and one was on an accordion. They played songs that we didn't know as well as songs we did know (where everyone sang along) and they played traditional, Swiss songs.
Then, they brought out the big, horn things. They called up several people to play them. One from our group went up and she at least made some noise - some people couldn't get it to make any noise at all. Patrick had previously asked Cole if he would like to do that, but they didn't ask Cole. Steve encouraged him to get up and join the line of people waiting to do it. He did, but they told him they already had too many people and they sent him back to our table.
Next, one guy played this weird instrument. It looked like a farm tool to me - long and flat and steel, but then, he brought out a bow and he seemed to play it very well. They also brought out another instrument kind of like the accordion but it had 165 strings. They played some songs on that as well.
They had a lady yodel and sing and they had others come up to sing. The one from our group did great! They also had people come up and dance a local, folk dance. Then, they gave them big beers and asked them to chug them. The one from our group declined and just took a sip instead. On other guy (who was from another group and said he was from Utah) refused as well. Funny.

Then, they had people in a cow costume come and walk around the restaurant. it would bite at people's heads or lick at their ears and then it made its way back into the kitchen ..... ok. They also had a guy with a handmade broom over his shoulder. He had a stick in the other hand and he did a dance that was like hitting the stick on the broomstick and then hitting the front handle of the broomstick and then the back part. Interesting.
Finally, they had flag throwing. I guess the Swiss flag is the only on win the world that is square. So, the guy had a flag on a pole and he would throw around the pole and throw it up in the air and twist it and then catch it, etc.

By the time the entertainment was over, Cole was asleep on Steve's lap and I was trying to decide if I knew my way back to the hotel. Then, I looked up and there was Patrick - yay!!! So, we followed him back to the hotel.
We has used a wooden bridge when going to the restaurant. I guess it was destroyed in the war, but then rebuilt. It was beautiful at night - lights on it and flowers glowing in the light. So pretty!














































