Kid’s Day Out

We waited patiently, right outside the busy train station in Luzern, Switzerland. It was a warm but rainy August morning. I stood there noncommittally, a little tired from all the traveling. Just then a high pitched nasal voice yelled, “C’mon people, the bus is here. Let’s go…we can’t be late”. There was an unmistakable southContinueContinue reading “Kid’s Day Out”