New country, new currency, new language

Thank God for Switzerland (it’s not often you get to say that!). After Milan, Geneva is like heaven. It’s clean, organised and friendly. I’m terrible at French but the Swiss are fantastic with languages and really puts all other nationalities to shame (perhaps apart from the South Africans, they always speak heaps of languages). I hope to avoid linguistic mishaps this week. Towards the end of my stay in Milan, I could no longer be bothered guessing what they were saying, and just replied Si to everything. I think that’s how I ended up with a cup of espresso…three times! I should add perhaps that I don’t drink coffee!