Driving, Dining And Dreaming Through Switzerland’s Diversity

Wednesday Sept 7th –

We left the hotel by 10:00 am and walked to the nearby Starbucks.

I settled in with a coffee while Mike went to get the car and drive it around so he could skip the suitcase hauling ๐Ÿ˜

The area was really weird to drive in.
There were no traffic lights, hardly any directional signs, no round abouts and some of the oddest traffic crossings mixed in with tram routes we have ever seen ๐Ÿ˜ณ

After getting out of Basel is was around 30 minutes of driving to his first customer meeting of the day, which I got to wait out in the car ๐Ÿ˜
After that was done it was another ‘small hour’ (Mikes guesstimate on the time it took๐Ÿ˜œ) to SurSee where we stopped for lunch.

During the drive it still amazes me how the houses and buildings vary so much in looks and styles.
One minute you pass a huge barn and house with siding of wood so old it looks like it could almost be blackened from fire and across the street there can be a modern, all white, sharp edged flat with big windows throughout.
Brick, wood, cement, textured and non textured stucco all seem readily available, making it a bit unlike most other places I’ve been where it’s usually largely one style all around.

Dรถner meat with fries and a Dรถner filled bread was picked up and taken away so we could eat it overlooking a nearby lake.

Turns out the lake view was a bit further right then our GPS said, so we got more of a slough view๐Ÿ˜œ
But the weather was perfect and the meal very enjoyed ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿปโ˜€๏ธ

Another couple of minutes and we were at our next place of rest and recuperation, the ‘Glashaus Hotel’.
And rest and recuperation would be very easily attained there by the looks of it ๐Ÿ˜Ž
The outside area is under construction and looks none to promising, but after an elevator ride (accompanied by a member of the hotels staff, which seems ritzy but is actually just awkward) to the 11th floor, we entered a room which was one of the nicest we’ve yet to stay at during our adventuring ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’•

Mike had a meeting on the roof lounge and I got to enjoy the luxurious fur blanket lain at the foot of the bed while I worked on documenting the previous day’s travels.
Once his meeting was over we drove about 20 minutes to go see lake Lucerne.

We walked around the streets, taking in the new town before finding our way to the lake.
It was pretty and mountains were finally seen close (ish) up.

Between swans, ducks and tourists there wasn’t a ton of space to sit and enjoy the view so we seen the lake and then searched for food๐Ÿ˜‹

Everything was priced high again, lake view or not so we found the most reasonable pricing we could and sat down outside of ‘Jill’s burgers, made by Jeff’s sister’.
The name was amusing but the food a little lacking.

Mike didn’t mind his burger but my chicken burger was dried out bread and chicken and the wait was a little long for diner style food.
The ducks and swans got the rest of my bun๐Ÿ˜‹

(We overheard the people sitting near us asking each other if swans could even fly… ๐Ÿ™ˆ)

Once dinner was done we walked back to the car and headed back to the hotel.
Taking advantage of having a nice room to dream in ๐Ÿ˜Š
Getting a non alcoholic ‘mosquito’ as a tribute to Saskatchewan ๐Ÿ˜œ

Author: jessicapeters95

Hello humans ๐Ÿ˜Š This is where you learn about me I suppose, though anyone reading this right now most likely knows all the boring details ;) I am Jessica Rose Peters-Hagenouw. (Always thought I'd be able to pronounce my married name but hey, life doesn't go as we plan.) June 11, 1995, tis the day Robert and Bonnie Peters received the most adorable, amazing, wonderful, surprise 3rd child they could have dreamed of. Speaking of being the third child, I have an older brother and an older sister. Both of whom are married and have wee little families of their own, making 'Aunty Jess' another name I go by. I grew up and have lived all of my years up till November 2015 in Saskatchewan, Canada. Making summers that are extremely short and winters that never end, vast open spaces, northern lights, unthinkable amounts of mosquitoes, lakes, forests and people waving to you on the grid road all different things that mean = Home. But Home is not where I'll be for some time. My husband is a Dutchman, living in Europe. Therefore I too have been living in Europe for the last few months. The reason I started this little blog/journal/writing thing, is to document a bit of my "whole new world," for those at home who wont be awake at 3:00 am wanting to hear about how I couldn't find flour at the grocery store. Thanks for stopping by and taking a peek into my little life ๐Ÿ˜Š

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