I have the sort of unassuming face that people often ask for directions. Even when I am just a tourist myself, I am frequently asked to help navigate. Sometimes I give good advice,
sometimes, who knows?
Yesterday, as we were riding through Gstaad, I wished I had had the chance to give directions to somebody. Yes, it’s that little road on the right… Just past the Bentley dealership. If you get to the polo grounds, you’ve gone too far.
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