Switzerland as far as I'm concerned does not exist! apparently i got on a "swiss air" plane (also doesnt exist) and was connected to some suspended animation brain fooling machine. It then programmed me to an entire country where the roads are as smooth as a new driveway and many are dedicated just to cyclists. In fact one barely needs a map there are so many signs! the cars are aware and respectful of us. the scenery will rattle your skull. The descents are as dramatic and difficult as the ascents. The women in zurich and lucerne are all "the prettiest girl i've ever seen." And the food/coffee/beer/wine no matter what the price are amazing!
the only reason i know im not in this brain thefting device which has usurped my mind and left me drooling in a chair somewhere is because the hot tub with gorgeous zurichans, beer and warm food is not there at the end of every day. instead i am sleeping in old (unused) army surplus body bag liners.
Italy you have a tough act to follow!
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Lucky fucker!
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