Just returned from a week in the life of Greatnan
. What an adventurer! Yesterday, we 'pootled' through Evian, Villeneuve and Montreux, then took off up a mountain to discover a Swiss Finishing School, followed by a train station half-way up a very steep mountain pass. Emerging from the thick fog came, Hogwarts Express-style, a mysterious train which stopped by a station buffet - then it disappeared into the mist. We ordered coffees and as they only took the Swiss francs that Greatnan keeps as change in her car, she left me as surety that the bill would be paid, then returned with money and car, which she then pointed down a steep one-track path. I clung to her door handle in fear as she chatted merrily and indulged my barely hidden panic by taking the path an inch at a time. I looked on the Google map at the Col de Chaude, Montreux, and discovered that the hairpin bends and steep drops are described by professional cyclists (note Greatnan - cyclists!! Not wide-load articulated lorries who favour normal roads
) as 'very steep - not for the faint-hearted!
What a week! Thanks, Greatnan. Your mountains (she says they're hers), lakes, waterfalls and ski slopes are magnificent. You should be a rally driver, having watched your adept way of navigating the highest, scariest mountain passes with such aplomb 
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