This spring I spent a few days in Weggis, Switzerland, somewhere in between my trips to Munich and Budapest. I worked on my new novella and walked from Weggis to Vitznau.
Now I’m back in Weggis, with my godson and his mother.
The boat trip from Lucerne to Weggis appeared to please my godson, after a while he stopped begging for his iPad and he started concentrating on his nut gateau.