I arrived in Lucern about an hour and a half ago. The waterfront is striking. Split into two halves by the river that runs like a torrent through the middle of the town, one side is what you would expect a Swiss lakeside view to look like; pretty hotels with terraces and flowery window boxes. The other side is more modem with the railway station (which looks more like a airport terminal at the front with taxis pulling up in an orderly ‘drop off’ zone) and a very large, modern black building with an immense overhanging roof… which would come in rather useful now, here at Camping International Lido Luzern; it’s throwing it down. Well it was. The rain has eased a little since staring to write and I am sitting the whole thing out under a small wooden structure next to my allocated pitch. I say ‘pitch’ in the broadest sense; ‘paddy field’ would be more appropriate. This is currently not fun 🙁