In order to catapult out of the zurich aiport at 7:10am on our arrival day and spend the subsequent 15 hours taking it all in, Moose and I are turning up the volume and staying up all night so that we'll sleep like a couple of freaks who stayed up all night during our cross-atlantic flight. We'll be sputtering through Switzerland, France and England in a leased Fiat and by the end of our trip I will be an expert in the ways of the manual transmission.
I'm so grateful that two years ago Isa invited me to France and introduced me to Velib, Metro, and Cote D'Oieu (sp?). That experience has emboldened me to go back, fearless and armed with senses locked and loaded. I'm also lucky that my first friend in San Diego, Eva, has been such an atomic connector otherwise Switzerland would've never been on my mental map and there would be no friends there to visit.
I'm taking requests for souvenirs...
