France Day 28: The Swiss Mountains

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Another day without Geoff while he climbs.  I take the children to Switzerland by myself.  We stop many little places along the way as we wind up and up and up the mountains and drive under a long tunnel and cross the completely unmanned border.  We pass little villages along the way, which were soft, grassy spots in a valley dotted with little neat stone and wood houses and always a church, featured prominently.  Finally, I felt we'd driven far enough that we'd have just enough time to turn around and make it home in time for a nap.  Our final destination was La Forclaz, a pinnacle at the edge of the Bernese Alps.  There was almost nothing there, just a small restaurant with a terrace, one shop, a church, a few houses, and a bar/dairy farm.  The children played....Bittykins in a dress I used to wear, I believe as a slip.  I purchased two little red Swiss alarm clocks for my old friend and fellow photographer Jenna's children who were coming to visit us from Germany next week, and a box of Swiss chocolates, and two little notebooks for the children for them to draw in.  Oh!  And I bought myself a red bangle bracelet.  We drove home, and I almost bought a big furry sheepskin for the new baby, but realized there was really just no good way to get that and all the stuff we already had with us efficiently through the Paris Metro next week and then onto the plane home eventually.  So I left it there, but hope to purchase one later.  Travelling really helps you live minimally...