Transatlantic Indian

Here's someone smoking a peace pipe on the streets of Neuchatel: a personally apposite piece of street art. N'chatel (apologies for the lack of circumflex - I'll be very glad to get back to a computer) is a very pretty small town (half the size of Santa Fe, about), with a really old center (complete with a ridiculous knight who seems to have lost his codpiece), and a busy little lake port, with the clearest of water - from our hotel window, we could see the fish jumping up tonight to bite those mosquitoes.