We met these two men in Aarberg. They insisted we stop and have coffee with them. It was later than I should have been drinking coffee, but I obliged since they had already bought it. The man on the left is Herr Schneeberger and the one on the right is Herr Nestau. Herr Nestau didn't have a high opinion of Americans or Australians. Oh well, can't win 'em all!
The gentlemen informed us that the factory we saw on the other side of the bridge was making sugar. Thus the sugar packet seen here. I was told I had to have the sugar in my coffee. Luckily, it didn't kill me (being white death and all).
