Le Cottage Bise
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- Swimming pool
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... a spokesperson you have to be contracted as one). So instead of just grabbing coffee, Winnie invited me to spend the afternoon with her at the HQ in Geneva, and I obviously leaped at the chance. She showed me around the building, including the big UN-esque room, the "SHOC" (Strategic Health Operations Center) room, and where all the communications people (herself included) work. I then got to sit in on a meeting with her and another woman ...
... I felt so far away from this very Australian day..
Then today the snow the whole region has been hoping for arrived. I awoke to a magical scene, a real fairyland .There is nothing quite like waking to a countryside blanketed in snow; apart from its beauty the silence is deafening.
And the ski fields got a good fall as well so there is an excellent chance Helen and I could be skiing in a day or two. I can't wait.
... way was on a dedicated cycle lane which made it less stressful. On arriving back at the apt at 9.45am I saw the others had headed off on a walk to a nearby waterfall - la cascade d'Angon. I followed the trail and caught them up so we all met at the waterfall. It was stunning and impressive. There were a lot of lizards along the way scurrying away in the undergrowth. We returned home to get all packed up for a few hours at the beach. ...
... north of Italy (just north of Turin) we tried to stop for some lunch. We exited off the motorway and headed to a little village but Murphy's law - the bakery had just closed at 1pm. So we got back on the motorway and ended up nibbling on snacks in the car. Early afternoon we arrived at the Frejus tunnel to pass under the Col de Frejus which is in the Vanoise National Park. We were slightly surprised to be stung with a 40e toll to pass through it. ...
... while his sister Guiaumette and Mama speak enough english to communicate if they want, but vastly prefer French. With 5 teens at the table, Mama was flustered but so amused with the antics. She taught les garcons excellent table manners, and whenever Iza and I reached to pour water she would slap PAUL'S hand and demand he ask us if we would like more. The other Tufts student let out a curse once, and Mama's face was priceless. Though she and I spoke french for most ...