Tour guide, not forgetting the four poster bed.

At the airport we'd stopped by the Information Office and picked up a couple of mini-passport-styled travel log books. 

They included many of the places we would visit and there was even a space to stamp the major towns. It was also helpful because there was a pull-out map in the back which showed many aspects of our route. I should mention that this was organic and not something we'd planned, although it did come in to be useful along the way, as well as entertaining.

And so, we selected our first 'official' train on our route. Or was it? We realised that we'd started our plans from Lucerne and we still hadn't reached it. 

We soon found the 'First Class' section of the train, left our luggage downstairs and climbed into the upstairs part of the train to watch the view as it unfolded from Zürich to Lucerne.

At the stations we could eye-up other folks' luggage decisions and feel suitably smug with our compact packing. Then, a ten-minute walk through the heat, past the famous wooden bridge, which I'd seen before of course, but handnt remembered that it was completely destroyed by fire in 1997 and rebuilt a year later.

We were pleasantly central in Lucerne, a city we both knew well, in a 500-year-old hotel room that seemed enormous for our needs. The lock on the wardrobe would do just as well on a castle. And you should see the four-poster bed.