We next drove over the Jaun Pass to Gruyere (the town that makes my favourite type of cheese), with a town and castle on a hill.
And then we drove down to Montreux, on Lake Geneva, where we stayed for the night.
We found a restaurant from our guidebook. It was a tiny hole in the wall place. The food ended up being OK, but the whole situation was a bit awkward because they didn't take credit cards, and we were running low on Swiss francs. So we had to take a picture of the place to remember it.
We then went into downtown Montreux, and walked along the lakefront. An older woman came along the path to this ladder, and started going down, saying something about the fact that she had lost one of her walking sticks in the water. Nigel went after her.
He ended up having to wade up to his knees to rescue her walking stick. Good thing he was wearing his lifeguard shirt -- people thought he was official.
