Hotel Les Terrasses
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We ended up getting to the hotel at about 8 PM, so didn't have time to go back into town for dinner and to see the city. It was a bit of a bugger considering we won't have time tomorrow as we are at CERN all day. Instead, we went next door to a nice Italian place. I had an awesome risotto, and many of the others got other fantastic looking pasta dishes and pizzas.
Woke up to another beautiful day. Hotel Pavillon had been excellent and a great place to relax for the night. Dinner was a 5 course meal with great wine to celebrate harriet's birthday. See the picture from our room window. It is going to be very difficult leaving here to get on the path again. Such a quaint and modern town. Next stop Lavachey, still in Italy but just a small hamlet. -- ...
... no surprise, we started going downhill but it was less steep and longer than before. After around an hour we reached Les Contamimes, a village. Our hotel is les Christiana and it makes us miss our hotel last night, the washrooms are smelly and small but it's only for 1 night. We will all sleep well tonight - Tali We are all exhausted , so early night as we have the longest day and highest ascent (4000 ft) ...
... pathway looking for her 5yr old boy. We looked for a bit but we couldn't find him so we left but we hoped the mum found him. When we got home we went to Talloires beach and played soccer with our new Irish friends - Jack and Adam. We stayed at the beach for ages and ended up getting pizza for dinner from Le Savoyarde and having a picnic with Jack and Adam. We left the beach around 7.30pm. We were knackered from a very fun day. From ...
... Although we still ended up running from the apartment to the train station, to the tourism center, to a gas station near the apartment in search of a way to pump up the tires for one of the bikes. Out of the two bikes the landlady had left us, I had grabbed the bike with no air in the tires. It also made a funny sound like a dying squirrel when pushed due to an attachment that allowed the bike's light to work via pedal power. After the gas station (that didn't have the ...