Bonjour, Hallo, and Ciao, Switzerland
We all got up around 3 am--except for Penn, who was still up and pumped after watching the Celtics best the Heat--to be ready for a 4 am departure for the Keflavik airport. Because elves, we dropped our rental car at the wrong Hertz place and walked 15 min in the freezing cold wind to the terminal. Then found an eternal zig-zag line at Iceland Air that would put WDW to shame. Harper couldn't find any gf options and had to settle for Joe and the Juice again, which meant no real food for her before a three hour flight--not great. I woke up on the flight, surprised to discover there were just 45 minutes left. And, then suddenly, we were in Zurich. I had been to Switzerland before: as part of a 2019 US Dept of Education study trip that looked at the Swiss VET system, but our group never left Zurich (which was in the midst of record heat wave, hitting above 100 every day of our visit). So, Switzerland would be a new adventure for all of us. Somehow, our path out of the airport di...