





On our way to Yan’s grandmother’s house, we were a bit packed in the car but the fresh air was great after the scolding heat of Romania. We passed a few prostitues on the way but they magically disappeared when…
Our arrival in Geneva was a lot merrier than our stay in Lausanne. It wasn’t snowing and although the bus was packed we got to our host’s pretty easily. My sister knew the place since we stayed with the same person that hosted her when she came from Paris to Venice.
In short we went to Lausanne to relax and watch the snow fall, which, I have to admit, was wonderfull to watch from inside!
After a somewhat problematic train ride we arrived in Zürich and were faced with problematic tram rides. With some help from our host we managed to make our way to their place.