As soon as we arrived there we kept getting all these signals...everything we do difficult. Nothing was flowing. It turns out that there is a festival the last weekend in September to celebrate the harvest of the grapes.
This happens every year so instead of finding a quaint medieval town we found party central just setting up. It wasn’t just one area of town. It was everywhere! It felt like the PNE on steroids.
Mary and I decide to have coffee at a cafe, sitting outside on the sidewalk. All of a sudden these two men who had been setting up a food truck start arguing and then slaps and punches are exchanged! The police are called and all mayhem erupts. It is only noon and the festival doesn’t start until tonight! We couldn’t leave fast enough. Trying to salvage what we could of the day we board the bus, go back to the train station and head back to Biel,
No photos of the fight. I think I was in disbelief! Back in Biel we felt safe and enjoyed the rest of our afternoon. I hope to return to Neuchâtel after the weekend to give it a fair chance but we’ll see.
As we missed lunch in Neuchâtel we sit curb side while waiting for our bus. We’re enjoying pretzels...one caramel and one chocolate!
This was Mary’s last day here before she returns to Zurich and then flys home Sunday. Mary bought some Prosecco and a few other treats for our last supper.
Sunday I accompany Mary to Biel where she will catch her train to Zurich. I am catching a train to Solothurn to check out this town.
Solothurn is having their Saturday market which makes it extremely busy. It’s hard to get a feel for the town with all the stalls and banners covering everything.
The Clock Tower in Market Square.
It was very windy and cold. I’m waiting for the sun to appear and warm me up.
St. Peter’s Chapel...don’t mind the guy in the picture...it’s just a mannequin as there is a store right beside the chapel. Somehow that shouldn’t be allowed...just looks wrong! 🤔
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