Chalet hotel La Marmotte
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- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Pets allowed
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... living in some dude's house with all of his stuff still here. It's right in the centre of Geneva which in our couple of days here seems to be a bit of a stiff place and not particularly friendly. It is a stunning setting on both sides of the lake with a very strong French architectural influence and lovely parks with lots of sculptures and art everywhere, similar to Lugano.
Unfortunately the bathroom scales worked in our new place ...
... getting ahead on work so that I won’t have to do too much work while I’m in Israel!
I haven’t mentioned much about my current host, Sandra. She has been such a gracious host and I have really enjoyed staying with her. Her flat was really well located for me and provided me with a kitchen so I could eat lots of nourishing foods. She was even so kind to let me extend my stay an extra night when my previous ...
... with, is that they planned to leave two bloody great dogs in a car parked next to us for the night. Now how bloody dumb do you have to be to think you could get away with that? Anyway they all got the flick in the end.
We were sitting ducks for retribution in our isolated position outside the gate so I ended up shifting the truck closer to the office as Gaels appearance with the owner when he confronted them was not in the script. These foreigners can’t be ...
... it off on my bucket list. Miriam had a nanny interview that she returned for, a similar duty for Aleksandra. The evening again resorted to red wine before the American girls, Adam and I shook our booty in a Latin-American salsa bar. Kebab time, anyone? Damn this country and everything closes early (who cares that it was a Wednesday!) Missing out, I randomly made friends with two American blokes from California who were smoking a shisha, Mike and JD.
No one ...
... could never hope too. I feel as if around then next corner I will run into Rousseau waxing poetic, or Calvin giving a sermon. I continue to wander until I reach the Museum of Art and History. It makes me smile, remembering that this is where I met Tori. I reflect on how improbable our meeting was. What are the odds, really? Life is strange sometimes. I find a nice spot on the grass in the park across from the museum. The hill gently slopes down and offers a beautiful view of ...