The day after we arrived in Switzerland, August 1, turned out to be Independence Day, or National Day, which celebrates the date in 1291 on which the representatives of three cantons swore an oath to act jointly if their freedoms were threatened by outside aggressors. This act of confederation later came to be regarded as the founding of Switzerland. In any event my (then) future son-in-law and his good friend announced that they knew of the best vantage from which to view the evening celebrations which would include fireworks and bonfires. From Morges we drove east toward Montreux and then to a mountain pass the name of which now escapes me. The elevation (well above 1500 m) did provide an unequaled view of Lake Geneva and, all too soon, a rapidly approaching electrical storm. I hope this image conveys a bit of what it felt like to stand high atop this little bit of Switzerland.