At Chateau-d'Oex I saw, for the first time in my life, hot air balloons! I was as giddy as the little kids on the train as we arrived. Lovely! Afterwards Farah and I met the marvelous Fam. Margot, friends of Phillipe, in Rossinière, a gem of a village in the Swiss Alps. We walked to Rossinière through the woods, along the railroad tracks, and along winding roads, arriving at dusk without an address. But a kind lady in town directed us and we found ourselves embraced by one of the dearest families ever.
