Le Cottage Bise
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Well here we are back in beautiful Switzerland, this time in Geneva. They still have their own funny coloured money, they still have strange powerpoints, it is still very expensive but this time they are all French. Now that I have got the hang of Italian I have now got to change my Si's back into Oui's and my Grazia's back into Merci's.
Our home for a couple of days is our first AirBNB rental which is great, although just a ...
... through. When I was out shopping, I found a bottle of wine from my cousin Laurence’s vineyard and of course had to purchase it – I mean how many times can you say you bought your cousin’s wine?!?! I gave the bottle to Sandra as a thank you and she thought it was “très cool” that my cousin has her own vineyard ;-)
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"No one looks stupid when they're having fun." - Amy Poehler
... from tiny to horse size tore around the place, followed by owners who clearly had no control over their dogs. I am not sure what was worse, the barking or the yelling! But the view from the top was worth the mayhem, with mountain peaks in every direction and little houses built in all the valleys and up the sides of the mountains. Home to pack for our next stop in Toulouse. Now that we have to wear slightly warmer clothing, packing our stuff into our small suitcases has got so much ...
... did some fancy twists and turns towards the end. The kids and Simon were pretty relieved to watch my safe landing as they had just witnessed a hang glider crash into a lamp post on landing! We returned to the beach for our last swim and finally dragged the kids away around 6.45. We whizzed home for a shower and change before heading to Le Cafe de la Place for dinner. It was a lovely meal and we were pleasantly surprised that ...
... dinner, a couple of particularly hilarious moments between les garcons begged be reccounted to her: the dijon-eating contest, the "that's what she said" digs, and the story of the sandwich in the bathtub all topped the list. Before we knew it it was 23h00, and we had to awake early the next day for travel and class.
After quickly packing up and leaving a poorly-written thank you note (damn you, brain! Why must I remember grammar AFTER I leave the house?) ...