Our friends from home, Steph, Steve and their children Travis and Rita, have been in Lausanne for the summer while Steve does some research with an entomology lab here. They are house sitting a colleagues’ house In a cute Swiss village in the hills above lac leman. Happily there was room for four more, and we had a great few days together. Amos and Travis hit it off and kept the basement fussball table warm. We caught some Olympics, ate magnifique cheese and croissants, caught up and heard about each other’s European adventures. And had a dessert with seven different kinds of chocolate. HEAVEN.
Breakfast also included chocolate. Can you spot it?
From there we hiked up, up, up to Col du Jaman, passing Swiss chalets And cows. I kept looking for Heidi. At the top, we found a fromagerie, and feasted fresh gruyere, raw goat milk cheese and beef salami. It was beautiful but not particularly warm, so we are quickly and didn’t linger. Brrr!
At the bottom, there was a helicopter that kept flying back and forth, picking up a load. In one of the more memorable moments of our trip, we finally realized what was dangling from its rope: a dead cow. It had died high up in the mountain, and an unceremonious trip by air was the only way down. We have neither a great photo of the cow, nor the stunned expressions on everyone’s faces. It is probably better that way.
The next morning we all went to the olympic museum (minus Steve, hard at work in the lab). Lausanne is the home of the IOC. The Scott Bourises are hard core Olympic fans and we soaked it all up. The display on Rio was especially interesting, clelebrating the music and beach culture and soccer life of the city. We’re feeling a bit disconnected from the Games right now – not much wifi or TV – so we loved the big screen TV in the lobby where we stood with visitors from around the world cheering on the swimmers. Definitely worth another visit!
Can you name the athlete who wore this outfit?
Sent from somewhere on the Rhine