After the events in part 1 which occurred between mid Sept - the end of February, our next trip was to be in Switzerland. An important thing to know about driving in Switzerland is there are no toll roads. Toll roads are common throughout Europe as they are the equivalent to the interstate highways in the US. They are divided highways with at least two lanes in each direction and limited access. In Switzerland they chose a different approach to fund their highway construction. If you plan on driving on their limited access highways you must buy a special sticker and place it on you windshield. The stickers are easy to come by and are sold at most fuel stations inside Switzerland.
When we crossed the border into Switzerland we immediately looked for a fueling station to purchase our sticker. When we got to the station I went in to purchase it. In an "only in Europe " scenario, I had to wait for the attendant to get the baguettes out of the oven before we could get a sticker. I got the sticker and a fresh hot baguette and headed into Switzerland.
Although we drove a lot in Europe, we chose not to do any flashing from our car. We really didn't want to be hauled into some police station in a foreign country with different rights than we were aware of and not be able to speak the language. We therefore reserved our flashing to hotels, restaurants, and crowds.
Our first night we stayed in a very upscale hotel in Evian (just like the bottled water) on the shore of Lake Geneva although Evian was still in France there was still a big Swiss influence. We had arrived early in the evening and we headed out to find a restaurant within walking distance of our hotel. Amanda wore a loose fitting blouse with a scooped neckline with no bra. It was chilly outside so she wore a warm coat which pretty well eliminated the chance for anyone to check out her swinging boobs while we walked down the street.
We found a nice small, restaurant that served local cuisine in a rustic setting. It probably catered to tourists during the summer but it was late winter/ early spring so the clientele were locals.
When we walked in, an attentive hostess took our coats and escorted us to our table. The restaurant had an open kitchen which allowed the customers to see into the kitchen as well as allowing the staff to see the customers. There was a small bar right next to the kitchen. The hostess was the only female employee that we could see. The bartender, chef, and waitstaff were all men. They all noticed Amanda's boobs when she took off her coat. They were further attentive as she walked to our table, it was looking good!
A waiter came over and stood beside and slightly behind Amanda to take our drink order. The wine list was in French and German so Amanda asked him about some of the wine selections. This required him to lean over and point to different wines in the list. It also allowed him the opportunity to get a better look down Amanda's blouse. He wasn't all that discrete and I'm sure he got a real eye full. One particular wine he pointed out resulted in him pointing to a wine near the bottom of the list. This put his hand and arm an inch or so away from Amanda's boobs. She noticed this and leaned forward a little which pressed her boob lightly against his arm. He flinched a little and drew his arm back. Amanda said "oh excuse me" and smiled at him. He smiled back and proceeded to secure our order from the wine list.
When he returned with the wine he again stood next to Amanda to pour the wine, again needing to bend over to properly dispense the wine into our glasses. I was a little worried he'd spilll since his eyes were so focused on Amanda's boobs. No wine was spilled though and we proceeded to check out the dinner menu.
Apparently the guy that served our wine had told the rest of the staff about Amanda's braless boobs because the waiter that brought the menus stood in exactly the same place next to Amanda and asked if we needed any help with the menu. Again Amanda asked him to point out his suggestions, which he did, all the while focusing on Amanda's cleavage. He didn't get a brush against Amanda's boobs though so I think he left out table a little disappointed. I mentioned it to Amanda and she said his hand and arm hadn't been close enough to her and she couldn't be too obvious about it. Still, he did get a pretty good look.
The process repeated itself throughout the meal, with all of the waiters and bus boys getting a peek or two. When we finished our meal, the chef came out and offered us a complimentary dessert accompanied by an after dinner drink. He brought out a long necked bottle that must have been 30 inches tall and poured us an after dinner digestive. It had the consistency of a syrup and it was a golden yellow color. It was pretty high in alcohol. It went well with the dessert.
