4star hotel next door to the stadium is all we can book ahead on line. Spend the trip though the alps listening to two old ducks who pinched our window seats complain in Italian about their errant relatives.
The bike path to Lausanne is very easy and before very long we are out of the city and amongst some very fine houses on a busy road with bike path. Then we follow the signs for the bike path no1 off the main road and promptly get lost. The general map does not help much and before long we are back on the highway. Then a beautifully perfect public beach for a perfect lunch...most things in Swisse are perfect and a pave from the choclateer in town. The lake is fresh water and duck filled, the sun warm and the grass green....
The ride yo Rolle was a tad crowded on a single lane road with dome impatient mercs. Rolle proved marvelous with a delightful B+B conference centre owned by the tiurist info woman who dissuaded us form camping.. a bit too easily it turned out. Nice breakfast with multilingual Piaget meeting dicussing how to prevent frraud....oats again yay.
Beautiful late night walk after a coop dinner par excellence with a sunset to die for....
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