Lovely Lausanne

We like living in Geneva, but keep hearing about Lausanne. People have told us that it is more Swiss, there is more nightlife and that it is prettier. There is a better view of the alps on that side of the lake. I had to check it out for you and  set off on a road trip with Andrés, Wildcat, Hokie and another yankee.
The obligatory cow picture

Lausanne was definitely pretty. It had beautiful old buildings, nice parks, plenty of statues and lots of flowers.

 
We went to the climbed the huge hill* from the lake to get to the old town. We stopped by a couple of old churches. It was definitely worth going to the Lausanne Cathedral. The views from there were amazing. If it were Disneyworld, they would have one of those little camera signs telling you it is a good place from which to take a picture.
 
The Lausanne Cathedral
Inside. It was built as a Catholic Cathedral, during the reformation, they took out some of the ornamentation.
The streets of Lausanne were adorable. You could have a wonderful afternoon, just walking around, shopping or having a nice bite.

We hear that Lausanne has more of a night life than in Geneva. They definitely seem to get more live music acts. We are hoping to  head there to see a concert sometime.

Lausanne has the International Olympic Museum. They have a really nice park and the view doesn’t suck. We didn’t go in because the weather was too good.  Since it is someplace I would like to visit again, I’m saving it for a rainy (or merely freezing) day.

The Olympic Flame
Oh yeah. I almost forgot…here’s the view. It’s a bit of all right. That makes it official, we are at the ugly end of the lake.
*If you come, be prepared, Switzerland is not flat.





 

Les Incompetents Vol. 2 – Being Taken at the Museum of the Alpine Cow

Okay, I think it really translates as the Museum of the Alpine Pastures of Cows but that is beside the point. Since he is from a cattle farm, when we passed this museum we had to stop.  We were so excited that when we pulled up to the old barn containing it, I went straight inside and asked the old gentlemen sitting there (in my best French) what the price of admission was.  There was no sign for prices.  They said 12 Euros. I think it was free and should have kept my big mouth shut.

Enjoy the pictures of cow bells.  They had lots.  I wouldn’t necessarily have made the trip across the pond for it, but it was interesting. Nevertheless, I showed them. I took pictures before I realized you weren’t supposed to do so. Double oops.