A Visit to Luzerne With the Ladies

The ladies returned from Paris on Saturday night, which would be July 29 I believe. With no pause for rest whatsoever, they got up early the next morning for a trip down south to Luzerne, Switzerland. On this day, we took two cars as Gabi and her mom, Irma, came with us. Theresa, Gabi, and I had been to Luzerne before during the wintertime. This was a chance to take Irma, and the Ladies, and to see the city again in the summertime.

Luzerne is a beautiful city any time of year. It is situated on the shores of a lake in the Swiss Alps. The mountains rise up all around the lake, with the tallest, Mount Pilatus, sitting directly south of the city. If you plan your trip well, you can take a boat across the lake and then take a cog railway all the way up to the peak of Mt. Pilatus. But of course I was in charge of planning, and I never plan that well.
We arrived in the city right at lunch time and decided to get something to eat on an old paddle-wheeler that is anchored and serves as a restaurant. The servers were pretty amazing in that they could speak both English (for the Webers/Randazzos) and Spanish (for the Vegas). They could also have done German, French, or Italian...but that would have been showing off. The servers only had trouble translating one of the dishes from the German menu. They couldn't think of the English word. Finally, they just pointed to one of the ducks swimming on the lake and said "one of those things".

Picture below is the gang waiting on appetizers to come. After lunch, we took a walk through town and crossed over the old wooden bridge. You see, Luzerne is positioned where the lake spills over to form the river Reuss. The wooden bridge spans the neck of the river. From the bridge you can check out the ducks and the geese and the fish. The mountain water is so clear that you can see the fish swimming 5 or 10 feet down. The intro picture shows the group on the old bridge. The picture below gives a better view of the bridge itself.Of course, the banks of the river/lake are lined with quaint old buildings. You have to have something to draw the tourists. We took a walk along the banks toward the old city walls that sit behind the old town.