Swiss day! Or something

We awake late and take a leisurely approach to todays aims: work, not going to Bern, drawing outside and eating ice cream.
As I have mentioned/bragged our house is in the centre of Lucerne, at Rossligasse, but from our apartment you can't hear any of the comings and goings of those outside. Hiromi and I take to the streets and like most saturdays its like running the gauntlet to move anywhere. We wander around a few squares looking for a nice little cafe, we take a look at some original 19th century etchings in a bargain bucket outside of a antique printers, when we hear Horns. No not air horns like Dukes of Hazzard, but the traditional long horns of Switzerland. We come to a square where nine men are belting out mournful tunes on their horns (I'm afraid there is no way of writing this without sounding coarse), we have time to take a few photos and then they finish,as they clear away we noticce something else in the square, cows. In ten pens sit about eight cows and two calfs(ves?), they are enormous handsome beasts shampooed to pefection and wearing their best sunday cowbells, although one is strangely dressed as a pirate, there is no explanation for this. We wander further to another square and discover a stage where preumably the cows were presented and possibly milked, as the competition is named 'Swiss milk star awards', nearby people queue for milkshake in the boling sun. We gently stroll around the river and it seems impossible to escape the traditional culture today, men lounge about in laderhosen drinking beer and holding horns, waving flags and so on, sadly there is no yodaling, perhaps we were too late for that.
We split a banana split and sit by the river drawing tourists and swans, peolpe amble around behind us trying to peek at what we're doing. Since walking around the town and drawing its people and buildings, I want to begin bringing colour and a sense of vibrance to my sketches, I might just be old enough now to consider watercolours.
The only thing to emerge from today was idleness, mission accomplished.