Tuesday 12 July 2011

Lunch & plugs and stuff

A few weeks ago we went to Talloires to have a look at a Golf we're interested in buying (and hopefully will have by next week!), and while chatting to the dealer he suggested a place to go have lunch at on the lake. We went, and it was fantastic!

We ordered a beer, a cheese platter, veggie crudités with a dip and a bowl of fries. YUM YUM it was delicious, and the surroundings and views were out of this world. The restaurant is so cool, they have straw hats sitting on the bar, and if you feel you need one you just help yourself.

Next to the restaurant is the swimming area - lake pool and soft grass to relax on.

Talloires is not only famous for its beauty (fab spot on Lake Annecy), but also for the numerous paragliding schools there.





pool






public swimming

the Teeth

doggie school - especially for Mommy Pooch (you know who you are)

dog university hahaha

those white dots in the sky are paragliders
The day before Mr Fluff's birthday we had a sundowner at the lake (Geneva) before we had dinner at our favourite Indian restaurant. This was our view



On the celebratory day of Mr Fluff's birth, we spent the afternoon lazing on the grass at the park, sipping fabulously cold Rosé (as you do), and giggling at the shenanigans of a bunch of kids and their parents at a rich kid's birthday party at the restaurant at the park. The parents of the birthday boy/girl hired part of the restaurant terrace, a DJ, photographers, a videographer and entertainers. It was quite the spectacle and provided much entertainment for us spectating on the sly.





And finally, here are some pics of our new abode, taken on what I thought was one of the hottest days of the year. How wrong was I! This place (in my humble opinion) is damn hot all the time!! Every day is somewhere between the high twenties and mid thirties. I'm so melty you could paint the street with me :0)

Anyway, Mr Fluff changed some plugs and mowed the lawn (no rest for the wicked) and later we lay on our huge beanbags under the tree. Lovely.








doggie toy :0)







Ooh ooh while I'm sitting here typing I can hear our lovely post man on his bike. I always hear him from afar - he whistles beautifully while cycling from one street to the next. What a happy chap! I just had to mention him.

Bye for now, my lovelies. Fingers crossed we manage to collect our new (used) Golf this week!

Love xx




Thursday 23 June 2011

Houses, visits & excursions

So much has happened since we've moved to Geneva. In the few short months that we have been here, we have almost done and seen as much as we have in the past 5 years! And we have done loads. Why? Because it is so damn easy. Everything is just a hop away! And bare in mind that we don't even have cars yet. I expect that when we do have wheels (soon I hope), we will be ticking off our list of excursions and adventures at a crazy pace.

So, what have we been up to since April? 
First and foremost, we found a rental house just across the border in France. YIPPEEEEE!!! We move in at the end of June. I can't wait! 

The number of times Mr Fluff and I have slipped and fallen down the steep, ancient stairs in our temporary home borders on ridiculous. Descending those stairs is a fine art. If you lean back too much you end up on your arse. Just like snowboarding.

The most recent fall happened on Friday when I slipped and landed spectacularly on my left side. I took out a bit of wall on the way down, but at least I didn't crack a rib. I'll have some beautiful bruises in the days to come, and some of the skin on my left arm is now stuck on the railing somewhere. Oh well.

Mr Fluff put up quite a show a while ago when he slipped at the top and slid all the way down - like 'planking' on the stairs, except he did it all wrong hahaha. His injured arm and shoulder did not think it was very funny, but I did. I couldn't help it, it was comical! 

We've explored a few more places after the Tulips of Morges and our walk on the Plateau des Glieres. 
The funniest we thought, was a hole in the wall pizza machine in Bons-en-Chablais. You choose your pizza, pop in some money and 3 minutes later dinner is served. We couldn't stop laughing. Maybe it's not that funny. Maybe we're just weird.

We recently had a marvelous visit from Mr Fluff's Dad; Mr Smarty-Pants (cleverness runs in the family), and took him on a string of excursions. Let me tell you, going on excursions from dusk till dawn and drinking the wonderful nectar from local vineyards every night is not for the fainthearted, but it is great fun.

Mr Smarty-Pants loved it here. I think he may have called it Paradise once. He also said that he had never in his entire life consumed so much cheese, bread and wine as he did in the week he was with us. Actually, neither have we! Mr Fluff happily explained that the reason the French are generally so healthy (and thin) despite what they eat is because they always have a glass (or two) of red wine with their meals. Oh, and they're quite active - what, with all the hiking, rafting, winter sports, boating, paragliding etc. to enjoy, what else are they to do?

Did you know, red wine from Bordeaux is known to cure headaches? Well, according to our new French landlord anyway. So, all week long, we only bought Bordeaux Rosé and reds, and I'm delighted to report that none of us got up with headaches. Guess what I'll be mostly filling our future wine cellar (known as a cave in France) with? Come visit and find out!

We took Mr Smarty-Pants to explore Geneva, Evian, Rolle, Montreux, Yvoire, Saint Cerque and La Roche sur Foron - all near or on Lake Geneva. We also went to Annecy, and Menthon-Saint-Bernard, and drove all around the beautiful Lake Annecy. We visited the magnificent Chateau de Chillon on the north-eastern tip of Lake Geneva, and ventured up Mont Blanc (Chamonix) to a height of 3800m to view the glacier. Unfortunately the mountain was shrouded in cloud and we saw nothing of the majestic glacier. We had lunch up there in the cafe, and it was hilarious. 

After walking around on the viewing platforms, taking snaps and marveling at the crazy-ass climbers appearing on outcrops in zero visibility, we decided to have a bite to eat in the cafe. We ordered our food and sat down while we waited for it to be prepared. Soon after I noticed that Mr Smartie-Pants' ears were purple. I pointed it out to Mr Fluff and we all laughed. Then I pointed out that Mr Fluff's ears were even more purple, and that their faces were turning purple too. We laughed. They in turn pointed out that my cheeks were purple. We started giggling like teenage girls. Everything made us giggle hysterically. Mr Fluff was almost in tears! Finally we figured that it must be because we are at such a high altitude, and we are low on oxygen. I said that it was like being in the dentist's chair, high on laughing gas.



It was very funny. Even walking up a few steps made us breathless, and my head felt funny, weird, odd, like when you're flying through the air on the swings at a carnival. Mr Smarty-Pants was not as badly affected - either because he lives at almost 1600m and is more accustomed to it, or because he has a very healthy, fit heart (as he proudly proclaims). Whatever the reason, he handled it pretty well.

On the way down in the cable car Mr Smarty-Pants squealed with delight on tiptoes when the misty clouds parted to reveal the steep descent and the valley below, while half hanging out of the window taking pics with his smartphone.

After descending in the cable car Mr Fluff and I felt perfectly normal again, and we all returned to a normal, human shade. 

I'm not going to go into too much detail about what we got up to. I would rather show you all when you come visit. I also have way too many pics to share, so I picked a few to give you a sneaky-peak.

Here are some pics of Yvoire, Evian (where the bottled water comes from), Rolle and the view from the hillside in Saint Cerque...
Chateau in Yvoire

Yvoire

Yvoire

Yvoire from our lunch table

a very sexy classic (one of many!) visiting Yvoire
Evian building

pretty building in Evian-les-Bains

Evian

Evian

transport in Evian

Row, row, row your boat - Evian

Evian

Rolle

man in thong - Rolle

Rolle

feeding time

old steamer - Rolle

steam ship - Rolle

friendly captain

crew lunch - Rolle

Italian Greyhound - Rolle

testing the water - Rolle


view of Lake Geneva from Saint Cerque

Annecy and Saint-Martin-Bellevue...
Annecy

Annecy Chateau

Annecy old town

Annecy old town

one of a trillion cheese stalls - Annecy

unusual stuff, like mountain rubarb

keeps you regular!

goji berries by the kilo



Annecy

old bike - Annecy

Saint-Martin-Bellevue

Saint-Martin-Bellevue

Saint-Martin-Bellevue
Chateau de Chillon and Mont Blanc (Chamonix)...
Chateau de Chillon in Montreux

Chateau de Chillon



one of several courtyards

don't look down!

Lord Byron was here. He wrote the poem The Prisoner of Chillon after visiting the dungeons where Francois Bonivard had been chained to the pillar for many years



hot tub in the bathroom

toilet

long drop







climbers on an outcrop at 3800m - Mont Blanc

3800m mid-station

ice tunnel

holding it up

ice tunnel

protection

to another viewing platform

where exactly does that go!?

a very icy erection

our way down. Yes, it's steep!

glacier viewed from the village in Chamonix


La Roche-sur-Foron and Geneva...

La Roche playground


La Roche - note the roofs

La Roche sur Foron

La Roche

flower clock in Geneva



Geneva

Jet d'Eau

redwoods in our park

section of our park -Geneva


So then , who's coming for a visit next?