Some Thoughts from Terry on Switzerland & Venice

We're on the go from a mountain top reached by rail to swimming in a lake, a dinner of raclette, being with, in turn, two aupairs, walking hilly Luzern and for that matter hills signal everywhere in Switzerland, including Zurich where Mark toured us on Sun evening.  Train ride of 7 hrs to Venice with the company of word search, beautiful scenery, Suduko, napping, water and a cheese sandwich.


Venice is sunny, busy to us, but not our landlady who told us Venice is too quiet.  BOys use their scooters with delight on the piazzas and paths.  Hannah too sometimes. Crowds on the vaporetto, but the kids do beautifully.  Training on the #1 subway reaps benefits.


About to have pizza in Venice and we'll see how it is rates to Sal and Carmine's.  I've already voted, but the kids are withholding their Zagat review until they taste it.


The trip goes well.  Seeing everything takes on an extra light, as we see H, D and A take it in. They go with the moment. A hotdog in Switzerland means a chunky sausage in half a baguette with catsup at the bottom.


They taste almost everything and the winner the other evening at the home of Tom's mother was smoked lake trout (delicious for the adults) and gobbled up by Hannah and Dan.  One counted 7 pieces and another 5 that they happily ate during the pre-dinner snacks.  Zabar's could not match the quality! Magrit, Tom's mom told us it was made by a neighbor just done the street in the small village where she lives.