It was time to go abroad. In Switzerland, you never have to go too far to get the sensation of being in another land, without actually leaving the country. Languages are what form borders here. A country half the size of Ireland, with half the number of states of the USA, boasts four national languages: German, French, Italian and Romansch. Leaving St. Gallen on the corner with Austria and Germany, and heading into the lakelands region certainly gave that holiday feeling.
From Soloturn we followed the River Aare and Lake Biel to Neuchâtel. Then a loop around the south side of Lake Neuchâtel brought us through the beautiful medieval town of Estavayer-le-Lac and cute little beaches to the spa town of Yverdon-les-bains. Cereals, poppy fields and tobacco plantations formed the backdrop for the journey to Lake Murten. Avanches’ Roman theatre was a neat pit stop to replenish liquid levels, with the sun high in the sky. Fribourg was our last stop, right on the language border, a buffer zone to change the chip, and where the first Grüezis could be heard again.
