So, we found the crest. It only took about half an hour...so, a little anticlimatic, but it was cool. It's in this little village north of Neuchatel called Valingan or something like that. It's in a church that was built in 1496. All the crests of the families in the area are in the stained glass. It's neat. The church is small, the village is small. All the houses have really cool and old and colorful shutters that I liked.
So, Alfred is the uncle man. He was really nice and didn't speak hardly any English. And we speak only like four words of French, so that was fun. He drove us Montreux though. That was really nice.
Montreux is cooler than I remember it being. There's a lot more to Chillon castle than I remember too. I don't think we got to do the whole thing last time--you can climb all the way up the keep. Awesome.
Christmas markets! They are everywhere. Lots of meats, cheeses, more pig knuckles! Delicious. Also a different kind of hot wine that's really good. No rum, but still warms you right up!
So now we're in Geneva and our plane doesn't leave until 9:45 tomorrow night, so we've got the whole day to run around and see some more stuff--more churches of course, probably the United Nations and the reformation wall...another church for St. Peter. That guy is everywhere. And he always has the biggest church in the area.
So yeah. Back to Ireland tomorrow. And Christmas is going to be cool--pies and cheese and wine. That's the plan. Loads and loads of pictures to come.
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