We arrived on a train from Milan, crossing into Switzerland, early Sunday afternoon. We were able to roll our bags down to the hotel, a ten minute walk.
After settling in, we walked stairs beside an abandoned funicular train downtown.
It was drizzly, but not too cold. No one was around. We found a place to have spaghetti.
The next day we went up to the campus. It was a nice walk from our hotel.
My son has been admitted to the college there. We are still waiting for other colleges. At this point, Lugano is my sentimental favorite.
Notice the Irish pub where my husband and I had lunch.
That night the Christmas market opened. It was alive with people celebrating the season. We ate an early dinner in an enclosed sidewalk cafe where the heaters were running.
My sister's daughter is married to a man from Lugano. They met in grad school in Leipzig. They took their baby to meet his family in Lugano for the holidays.
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