Trip Start Aug 11, 2005
150Trip End May 22, 2006
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As Switzerland is not a part of the EU, we figured that we'd have to go through some immigration point. Well, we did. An officer took our passports, looked through them, asked us a couple of questions and let us through. No stamping, no swiping through a computer? Hmmm?
Our bags however, went through a more serious process. The monitor above the baggage carrousel indicated that the bags had to pass through French customs. Huh? After a short wait, we had our bags and were off to see Lynn who had already waved to us from through the window.
Before I thought of it, Gerald took my pull-bag to allow me to get to Lynn faster. After making it past the slow moving tourists, I finally got to Lynn. We hugged for an eternity. She then hugged Gerald for a long time. She was soooo excited
When getting into her car, Gerald went into the back to allow me to be next to Lynn. "That's silly Gerald. You should be in the front for the leg room." But, when I sat down, my knees almost touched the dashboard. "Why is this so close?"
Lynn replied, "Oh, Iain moved it up for Laragh." I shouted, "I knew it!" Gerald said, "I thought they were here." Lynn stammered and said she meant Joe and Holly and apologized for having such a scattered brain in her excitement to have us all here.
In true Lynn style, she kept us entertained for the next hour: on the drive to the grocery store, in the grocery store, and onwards to the apartment where Joe and Holly were staying.
Squeels, laughter, hugs, kisses, and more hugs were exchanged as we met up with Joe and Holly. Boy were we glad to see them. Holly mentioned that there was a street performer outside and to have a look out the window. Sure enough, out popped Iain and Laragh. OMG! They really did come. It was a bit chaotic for the next few minutes as we all shared our thoughts and excitement about their surprise. We would all be together for the entire week. In fact, next Sunday, Iain and Laragh fly into Dublin only minutes before us.
After dinner, we stopped in for a quick visit at Joe, Holly, Iain, and Laragh's room for the next couple of nights. We were all pretty busted from our flights and the surprise so we called it a night around midnight.
Lynn took us back to her place, showed us around her cute apartment and bid us goodnight. Yeah, right. Soon she was talking to us through the toothpaste in her mouth. Gerald and I each went down to brush our teeth and then we found ourselves chatting for another couple of hours. Finally, we pushed ourselves to head off to bed. We would need every ounce of energy for the next week of visiting!
April 29 - Brunch and Walkabout
It took a while for us to get together this morning. In fact, it was this afternoon before we started to make breakfast. I suppose that makes it brunch. We devoured Holly's famous French toast and finally made it out to enjoy the sunny Geneva day.
We then continued on through the center of the old city walking through little squares. Eventually, our minds turned to the evening. We stopped at a couple of supermarkets to pick up supplies and then headed back to Lynn's place.
Lynn created a little Tapas plate of goodness for us and we dipped into the Bacardi products. Just what we needed: a night to sit around eating and sipping and enjoying each other's company. We've spent many a night in Bermuda doing just the same and I know that I speak for everyone when I say that we thoroughly enjoyed our time together.
Later on, the boys were a bit hungry. Take-out in Geneva is a bit limited so we caved and phoned Dominoes. Can you believe that for two large pizzas they wanted CHF80 (one Swiss Frank is about 1 Canadian dollar). We all thought that it was a bit steep so instead the boys and Lynn (the ex-Aon guys) took off to forage for food
They returned with pizza for all of us. Yes, pizza. They found a pub close-by with a reasonably priced menu. Pizza's for 12 CHF. They decided on their order of three pizzas and placed it with the bartender. When the pizzas arrived, they were shocked. They were only about 6 inches in diameter. That wouldn't do so they ordered another three. The bartender felt bad for them and actually threw in another for free. Have you done the math yet? Yup, we ended up paying more for these pizzas than we would have paid to Dominoes and they wasted about ten minutes walking around to find somewhere, then another twenty minutes waiting for the two orders, and the cost of a couple of pints of beer while waiting. Way to go folks!
In spite of this, we had a fantastic evening chatting, laughing, and reminiscing. Aaaaah.