Switzerland or Schwiez as they say

So on our way down to Southern Germany to go to EuropaPark we realized, after flipping through a map book, that we were going to be staying about 1 1/2 hours from the border of Switzerland. Huh, we didn't know that we would be so close. Well, we both knew that there is no way we could be so close and not experience another country.

So we found a room in the city that borders Germany and Switzerland. Actually, Weil am Rhine borders Germany, Switzerland and France. Yeah. Cool. And let's just be honest...we picked a bordering German country cuz Switzerland is freaking expensive. Those Swiss Francs don't get you much.

So we had a lovely breakfast as part of the hotel amenities. We have found that this is the case with most of the hotels in Europe. Get the kids stuffed and quiet them down. Not bad. Then we set off for the Alps. That much we knew. Not exactly sure what city. We just started driving. we ended up going via Bern and then we hit Interlaken. Kinda touristy. But the alps are surrounding you. Breathtaking. Then we continued driving and wound our way up and through he Alps. So beautiful.

And we saw cows with bells around their necks. It's really true. We had no idea. We couldn't really figure out what the purpose was for this. I guess you can hear your particular cow escaping and track them down. Yeah, that must be it.

We drove and found a restaurant to stop at. And just because Maya was. napping in the car and we ate while she slept doesn't make us bad parents. It was Mark's idea anyways (yeah right. I know you don't believe that one). And we could see the car. We had an amazing view of the Alps. Amazing setting and great company. Ahhhh. And we fed Maya when she woke up. Stop judging us.

Mark had mentioned that the Pilatus factory was supposed to be in Switzerland. Yeah. Blah blah airplanes. Blah blah. So we were driving down into the valley, sort of back onto the freeway to leave and I saw several signs that related to Pilatus. Not the airplane factory, like a Pilatus train stop and a Pilatus shopping center. Hmmm, plug in Pilatus into the GPS and we came up with the Pilatus Flugzeugwerks pops up. Wait, I know ten words in German and Flugzeug means airplane. That I knew. So we drove around and found the Pilatus Airplane Factory. Mark was giddy. Like a celebrity sighting. I think I may have even heard "Hmmm, I could live in Switzerland."

We had a great day and will savor the memories of Switzerland as a highlight of our trip!



Mark took the girls to the bridge where the 3 countries meet


Ummm, pilot boy in heaven at the Pilatus Factory where baby Pilati are born


Our view from our lunch in the Alps. Bet you can't see we spent $75 for pasta and french fries and apfel strudel. Thanks for not joining the EU Switzerland


Kewl

Bee-yoo-tee-ful


Hello Alps


Glad we made the side trip!