We know this great B&B in Lausanne. It’s well located and the bed and shower are among (if not ‘the’) best we’ve had in Europe. Our host is warm and welcoming, she makes you feel like one of the family and it’s a great family.
They are an ‘Ozrish’ blend that we fondly know as the Ryan clan. We couldn’t resist the chance to spend one last night catching-up with them.
We take our time, driving up from Lake Maggiore through the dramatically scenic Simplon Pass into Switzerland. At the highest point we are over 2000m above sea level and on this particular day, sitting in fog.
We stop off for a morning coffee at a non descript town (OK, it probably is worthy of a description, I just don’t remember the name). Based on the price for an average, yet expensive coffee (I miss Italy already) and pastry, we are clearly in Switzerland.
In preparation for a picnic lunch, we detour to a supermarket to buy ham, cheese and baguettes. We arrive at Lake Geneva at the town of Montreux, where we stop for our picnic and enjoy the vista across the lake.
On our last trip we had been surprised to discover that Switzerland produces a considerable amount of wine (on a per capita basis) running along the steep slopes leading into the lake, there are over 15,000 hectares of vines.
Switzerland produces around 1.1 mhl (million hectoliters) per year. To put it into perspectives; Australia in comparison produces about 13.5 mhl. The swiss love their wine, only exporting 1.5% of what they produce and importing considerably more.
Australia (based on the varying statistics I came across), exports somewhere between 40%-60% of what it produces. Just under 17% of wine consumed in Australia is imported.
Our plan was to visit some of the Swiss wine makers along our journey, but being harvest time, they are all busy picking.
We arrive at the Ryan’s late in the afternoon, just in time to do a load of washing before a pre-dinner drink. Penny as usual is running around with kids sporting commitments, ensuring homework is done and planning the logistics for the following day. Just observing is exhausting.
We spend a lovely night chatting with Ed, Olivia, Jack and Steph, as well as Penny of course. Donal, unfortunately had work commitment and he departs
The next morning we again bid farewell, we have left departing gifts, or should I say; offloaded our excess: two bike helmets, some food provisions and a french GPS for the car. Hopefully Ed (having just got his learners) will make use of the GPS in the future.
Our European adventure is nearing an end – one more stop, Lyon.
PS: Not many photos, I can’t seem to locate the file.