Finally, sneaking in just before February ends, I edited some of my Swiss photos while on the phone to my dad. A 54 minute conversation left me with enough for several blog posts this week!
We landed in Mulhouse which is actually in Northern France, but one of the airport exits takes you into German-speaking Switzerland; we got a bus into Basel where we took a train to Neuchatel - this is the front of the train station, and the little bread man was in the cafe where we bought sandwiches. Since we landed in Geneva last time, which is French-speaking, I found it much more challenging to try to get by with my very minimal German...
Murals in the station
Old signal box, I guess, in one of the branch-line stations we stopped in.
The rest of the photos were all taken along the lake shore on Saturday, we walked to to the next town.
There were plenty of tufted ducks, mallards and mergansers, but also a few of these goosander.
