We were barely in Bern. We drove quickly into the little town to see the old city on the way to Chur and its mountains. A pity, since Bern was filled with all the things we loved – little market stalls in the middle of Bärenplatz (Bear Plaza), beautiful historical architecture lining cobbled streets slick with rain, and trams running down the middle of the street. We hmmped at the Curia Confoederationis Helveticae building (Federal Palace of Switzerland) then got distracted by life going on the roads instead. In the hour we gave ourselves, we walked the long shopping promenade, peeked at Albert Einstein’s tiny apartment, marvelled at the numerous elaborate statues perched high atop beautiful fountains, and saw the Zytglogge (clock tower called the “time bell”), easily seen in the centre of the medieval plaza. It was also freezing cold, kind of just the way I like it, and we couldn’t resist buying the loveliest Nutella crepe that came deliciously piping hot and was just what we needed to fuel us for the rest of the trip when we left this charming piece of Switzerland.