When we arrived in Geneva, Paige was coughing a bit and had a stuffy nose, but we thought it was just from being so tired and that she’d be fine after getting a good night’s sleep. 

We were wrong. Apparently, at some point, she’d picked up some sort of bug. And she was sick. And we were in Europe…raring to go! Before I continue with my tale of our Swiss adventure, let me mention that for the rest of our stay we began searching out pharmacies wherever we went, looking for medicines. The pharmacists were all extremely helpful- even when their English was not so great, we’d pantomime until we, mostly, probably, understood each other (between their poor English and our poor French, we mostly did okay!) We ended up amassing quite a collection of Swiss and French medications…and, they were okay…but I can assure you that Paige would’ve given her first born child for a bottle of NyQuil and a decent night’s sleep. Actually, by the end of the week, I would’ve too. 😳 (Sorry, Clay.) #desperateforsleep