Anxiety attack in geneva..... After a great drive into Chamonix, enjoying the picturesque mountain peaks, amazing waterfalls and serene green valleys we headed to geneva for a music festival. A simple pit stop at the gas station, turned in to an almost severe panic attack. As I apprehensively approached the stall not knowing what to expect, ( i have learned to expect the worse) I was delighted to find a vey clean stall, that included the luxury of a toilet seat and paper. I excitedly closed the door behind me relishing this refreshingly clean toilet facility. It wasn't until I was finished the panic set in. you see, I somehow picked the stall that did not include an inside door handle. So after closely examining the piece of metal where a knob should have been ,I looked under the door to see if I could fit. A three inch gap was between the floor and the bottom of the door. I looked up, maybe I can scale the bathroom wall and climb over, Another three inch gap awaited my eyes. Even before all the cheese, and bread and beer this would have never worked. I stared back at the metal piece. Maybe Switzerland has different style of door knobs. No matter how I gazed at the metal piece, the two holes like wicked eyes stared back at me, and offered no hope of escape.It was then the panic really kicked in high gear. My only chance was to scream for cole , who had visited the boys room for help. He tried to help but couldn't get the door to budge. By this time, I had sweat accumulating on my upper lip. I was concentrating on my breathing, as I ferociously shook the door.Soon a woman came in and kindly offered to get help. Before long someone came with a screw thing and let me out of my sanitary prison. That was enough anxiety for one day. Music festival in geneva is great. Its a fun and clean and very safe feeling city. No fears of crooks or hooligans here. The only thing that will give me bad dreams is that bathroom door. Food was great too. The music festival was filled with international food tents. We had some amazing curry chicken from madagascar. Sweden is getting very close and I am really ready. I miss being with friends. I miss the kingdom hall. We have tried again today to find a meeting. We were all dressed and ready and followed the googled address but were once again disappointed that their was no kingdom hall there. So in sweden, were all looking forward to going to the meetings. Well bon nuit.