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.
I’m not sure what I expected to find other than water, but I went to Evian and found water!
After picking up from the airport and driving back were were beaten by cheese.
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.)
Then on to Montreaux, another lake that would be beautiful if not for the mist.
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.
After a frustrating start of things being closed, and then still being closed when they should have been open. And things not being there when they should have been.
A distinct lack of Swiss efficiency.
The sledge run starts with a lot of walking, but once it’s a black ski run it’s great!
So we accidentally had a lazy morning watching the dog sledge racing as it went past our window!
Then we went exploring Thun with Delshard one of the Pinkies we knew from the Japan Jamboree.
Then at dinner, quite by chance, we met the people who were actually responsible for starting my love affair with these mountains.
At the end of an epic drive (starting at 3 and crossing 3 countries.) we have arrived.
And yes it’s beautiful, and houses friends. But it’ll never be the chalet.
It feels so weird appreciating the rain as it melts away the snow. I know it means I won’t need snow chains, but just being glad for a lack of snow is wrong.
And so for this goodbye, saying goodbye to the mountains and the chalet and Skippy.
And an epic drive home… Till next time.
Our Chalet was my first world centre and will always be my favourite. From the squirrel which was once it’s logo (now only found on the buff or running round outside.) To the staff and vollies and Skippy, a cat with one hell of a personality!
I still love the snow, a day spent airboarding and drinking hot chocolate will never be wasted. I just hope I can hold on to the joy once I’m home.
Scouting and Guiding shrinks the world in a wonderful way. Meeting people in Switzerland that you last saw in Japan at #WSJ2015 or at the GirlGuiding Cenetenary or even here at the Chalet 3 years ago, or back in 2010 for the great guide getaway.
But mostly I find it strange the levels of willingness to just sit and watch the world exist and be beautiful. This is not a thing I can do at home. I can’t find that peace, that calmness.
And a last evening, mostly spent marking after dinner with new friends. I just wish old friends could have been there too.
Even hard maths is better when you are at Our Chalet. I’m going to miss this place, it feels like coming home.