I’m in Geneva, Switzerland this week on a business trip. At the moment, I’m sitting in a cafe on the banks of the Rhone river. Night has fallen and it’s beautiful out with the buildings all lit up. I had the guts to order all by myself (okay, I cheated because French for cheeseburger is cheeseburger). The family couldn’t come, but I’m bringing back about 30 pounds of chocolate compensate.