Time for a final sketch across Lake Davos before heading home.
Antina (left) was not very happy about being sketched. Alfred (right) was indifferent. The Golden Egg looked on and judged silently.
Swiss Conkers at rest on a pencil case, travelling through the Swiss Alps.
Of all the many peculiar fountains in Lucerne, my favourite was outside Bistro Krienbrüggli.
The killer combination of dead sheep and creepy children dropping something (or someone) down a well.There are 3 steps to heaven and 3 million up to the Museggmauer. It’s worth it for the views.I couldn’t miss out the Spreuerbrücke, which is the oldest timber bridge in Switzerland. Completed in 1408 and washed down with a cold bier.
This majestic beast has lain wounded in the rock face for almost one hundred years.
It looks like I feel, after catching such an early flight to Switzerland this morning.
A gentle start in Chur…
The Glacier Express in Switzerland is one of the slowest express trains in the world, but still makes for high speed sketching.
On to Gornergrat.
The final train journey home, via Geneva. Even the Brighton train was on time!