Back to the travel theme today. During our driving trip around Italy, Switzerland, and France in April, 2000, my husband and I spent a couple of days in Lugano, Switzerland.
It was quiet and peaceful, flowers blooming everywhere, and I can't remember ever being so calm and relaxed on a vacation.
We took a funicular up the mountain for this view:
The trip was not completely stress-free. We had tried to be adventurous and find hotels or motels along the way without making advance reservations. We did not take into account Easter vacation. By the time we reached the French Riviera where we planned to stay a couple more nights before flying home from Nice, every hotel and motel from the best to the worst had been booked ahead.
We drove the autoroute for hours to get away from the tourist areas and finally found a motel about 4:30 in the morning with one unoccupied room. So much for my spirit of adventure. I'd rather have a good night's sleep anytime.