As we went to leave it was snowing those beautiful fat flakes that just looked perfect. Everything was covered in a thick blanket of white.
The second drive to Geneva… there were,as ever, snow and mountains.
There are certain issues that can be overcome with a passenger. The most irritating of these are car park ticket machines #righthanddriveproblems you get out and walk round and get stared at by the grumpy drivers behind you.
So the room move happened smoothly, and then the adventure began. There were some miniature snowmen down by the lake.
Then I borrowed a one year old to take sledging down the black run (twice.)
An early morning drive to Geneva. A visit to the place of nations (many flags) and then to the Lake Geneva for the giant water spout (very impressive, but can’t see the point!) Mout Blanc (tall and snowy.)
And a statue of Freddy Mercury and some beautiful gardens.
So on a day with a visit to France, Italy as well as Switzerland I ended up on the wrong side of the mountain and had to get the train back.
So we accidentally had a lazy morning watching the dog sledge racing as it went past our window!
Then at dinner, quite by chance, we met the people who were actually responsible for starting my love affair with these mountains.