I have had to go from Geneva to Bern six times: One consultation, five radiation treatments. It is about 1.5 hours away on the highway, but the train is far nicer because we can read, snooze, relax. We catch the 9:12.
The scenery is beautiful.
Rick calls them our radioactive dates because we get a chance to explore the city as if we were on a date before I'm nuked.
When we arrived on Tuesday a good band was playing Ave Maria and then the William Tell
Overture.
And we visited a museum, had a nice lunch before heading to the hospital.
As always we were on photo safari wherever we go.
Back at the train station we had only a few minutes to catch the train or wait an hour so we couldn't buy one of the great pretzels that are nothing like the kind the supermarkets sell. Next week hopefully on our next radioactive date.
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