Being Faulpelz (lazybones in Swiss-German!) the whole day isn’t a bad idea after all.. I could get used to it!

Lukas invites me to a drink in the evening at “Rössli biergarten”.

The peaceful surroundings of the mountains, the placid waters of the lake with the ducks swimming around, a cynar in my hand and thou besides me – ummmmmmm what mehr could I ask for??