Lucerne, Switzerland: Day 1
We rolled out of Strasbourg around 1:15 pm, and Husband and I immediately dug into our lunch. For some reason, I didn't snap a single drive-by photo during this first stretch—a minor lapse that still mildly annoys me. About two hours later, we pulled into a massive highway stop: the Autogrill service area in Pratteln, Switzerland. The parking lot was enormous, built to handle a dozen buses alongside the usual cars. A steady stream of travelers was heading inside, riding the escalators up to the washrooms. As we split up, Husband asked me to grab him a coffee when I finished. After handling my business, I spotted a souvenir shop and couldn't resist browsing the magnets before heading over to get our drinks. I was in line at the coffee shop when Dan (tourmate) joined me, looking for a caffeine and pastry fix. When I got to the counter, the barista completely threw me off by asking for my order in Spanish. I stood there blankly for a second, confused as to why I understood him so...
