Quick Pic Tour

- June 25, 2011

I was so lucky to have Mom along, to show her my favorite places and have another hand.

We got to see places where I worked so hard as a missionary--pretty emotional for me.

If you wonder if it was all sunshine and love, nope, there were days where a kid "had enough!"

We could have a separate entry of how cute is this kid splashing by something famous.

We ate ice cream under here, most seemed charmed by the 18-month-old mess.

This was our roughest transfer point to Paris. Celebrating our save arrival with the TGV. Wheew!

We could have photo books, how IJ will not pose or how the GAB will not look into the camera upon demand. (Yet she posed often for Indian families....)

Can the air smell like chocolate? Can Roger Federer have a tennis racket from chocolate? Can it cost $100? Yes, in Switzerland.

Yeah, it was that amazing. Cue music.

In an 800 year old castle, one does need to use the latrine over a lake and ponder the poem Lord Byron wrote here: The Prisoner of Chillion.

Barefoot hike in Switzerland, we walked over different textures including wood, stones, streams and soft grass. Tra la la sing a happy song.

It was the stuff I hoped to show and it was a perfect dream. In fact, it seems quite fanciful we were even there.

If you do go to Switzerland, go easy, go simple. Stay on a farm and let your children play in water, chase cats and run in fields. They prefer it to museums and walking.