So there I am dandering through a train, pulling my little coffee wagon, gently persuading business travelers to repent of their lack of purchases from me, and the explaining the difference between cafe creme from the machine (tasty lavazza goodness) and cappuccino (powdered nonsense with hot water), when after quizzing me on the coffee brand (industrial espionage, duh..! gave away all the secrets..!) and knocking back an espresso the operations manager for Switzerland and Austria hands me his card and slips me a sneaky look! Don’t think I’ll be jumping ship ( or train..) anytime soon though.. kinda getting used to my trusty steed..

Looks like we missed a big party in Bern last night! Yakin, Zuberbühler and Behrami should get some extra toblerone this morning..!
Hopp Schwyz!