Switzerland

It was supposed to be cheaper to lay over in Switzerland on my way back to the Middle East. It didn't turn out to be, but I figure that God must have wanted me to go, because I wouldn't have gone if I didn't think it was going to be cheaper. I went to visit a former student and her family. It was a lovely little 24 hours with them on their farm.

Here's a taste of the Swiss countryside ...

The main farmhouse

Anja showing off some farm-grown berries

Malika and Anja next to one of the gardens

Raspberries!

I think they had me try every fruit currently growing on their grounds!

Cowbells. Yes, they each make a different sound so that you can tell what cow is where. Somehow I never realized that before.

The hayloft, a great place for tag

Simeon riding his bike ahead of us into the village when we went to visit the children's mother at her work

This was the closest I got to the Alps. Another time ...

Homes in the village. It's green, like home!

Saying goodbye again