We went from the Old Town by bus to one of the residential areas were there were very well maintained blocks of flats. We got off the bus and walked down a hill amongst the greens and purples of nature to a site dedicated to the Swiss Guard who were massacred during the French Revolution of 1792. It is a cliff of white rock that has had a lion carved into the side as if it were in a cave. The lion has been stabbed and is lying on shields and spears. An Irish man and a group of boys rushed up to the site. I offered to take a photo of them. Then the teacher said "Right lads, back in the bus". That was the shortest trip ever and off they went!
We too returned "home" and prepared to sleep - we froze! My feet were the worst. The bottom of my sleeping bag cocoon felt damp all night. I used the same clothes to sleep and tour in for the entire 5 day jaunt in Switzerland! The sleeping bags were very restricting they turn and twist when you turn. We both just lay shivering all night. In the morning we managed to stand up right and creak our way out of the camp ground. I let my frozen blue wet rotten feet breath a bit and crush a few daisies and then donned my faithful socks. We locked out backpacks in out tent and used out 24 hour tickets to go and see more of Lucienne. We became very relaxed and bought breakfast/lunch then we sat on the edge of the lake and ate. On one side of us were posh cafes with aromas of food drifting onto the street and outdoor seating areas. We sat with hundreds of students also enjoying their lunch. My lunch that day was an apple and 4 boxes of Smarties - when in Switzerland eat chocolate!
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