Are Father and Uncle Max Going to Push the Car All the Way to Switzerland?

I found this post today when I was going through my old posts looking for posts I hadn't posted yet. This is one of them. I don't even remember writing it. But apparently I did. On November 10, 2005. And I never finished it. And maybe I never will. But you might as well see what I already did write:

Um...we have so many pictures of our second week in Europe that, well, the mere thought of going through them makes me tired. So here are some highlights from the land of Switzer.

First day in Geneva. Squinty.



I am the Alpine Queen.



The sun beat down harshly upon Mont Blanc that day.



I don't care how nice the view is, I just wouldn't want to live in one of those drafty old barred-up castles. This one, Chateau Chillon, is actually extremely cool. And, obviously, offers a gorgeous view of Lake Geneva.



Chillon, as castles are wont to do, also boasts several turrets.



It also boasts a dank dungeon, which boasts neck shackles. The perfect size for Lord "Prisoner of Chillon" Byron's neck...and maybe Phil's?



This marks where I gave up posting that November day. I hope I didn't actually post these already and just forget...if I did, oh well. I still have approximately 1 bajillion pictures. So perhaps I will tantalize you with them occasionally. These things take time!