I’m pretty exhausted, so I’ll try to brief, but I doubt I’ll actually be successful.
Today felt extremely long. We began at 7:30 when we woke up and did morning stuff including eating breakfast and looking up directions to where we planned on going today. By 9 o’clock, we were out the door and headed towards the no. 1 bus stop.
We took the train to a large open area in Geneva called Plaine de Plainpalais. We had thought that this area would be green space, but instead it was pretty much a massive gravel lot. Think Queens Park , but with gravel instead of grass and trees. Anyway, the reason we had gone there was to visit the local market. As per usual, we were pretty disappointed with its size. We did manage to purchase some strawberries for our lunch though.
From the plain, we took a tram back to the train station, and then caught a train to Lausanne . We had passed through this town when we took the train from Vevey to Geneva , but didn’t get off to check it out. The town has been called the San Francisco of Switzerland, because of all the hills. We were headed towards the main cathedral in the centre of the old town, and had to go up a massive hill in order to get there. We stopped for a carrot on the way.
On our way up the hill, we stumbled across a printing press exhibit, and went inside. All the information was in French, but we managed to watch someone use an old style printing press. He was explaining the process in French to a couple of old ladies, and told us that another man could do the explanation in English for us. So we waited until he was finished, and then the man that supposedly had better English came over. Turned out his English was terrible, so we spoke a mix of English, French, and German to him, and eventually got a little pamphlet in English, and a souvenir of the printing that they do. Jeff was pretty impressed at Mary’s German skills, and that she could actually make simple conversation.
(We thought we took a picture, but apparently not...)
When we had left, and made it to the top of the hill, we went into the Notre-Dame Cathedral. It was very clearly reformed, and had very little decoration other than the impressive stained glass windows. We spent a few minutes walking around and checking them out. The cathedral from afar:
When we had made our way to the front of the church, we turned around, as usual, to check out the organ. This organ was very large, but simple and without any decoration. We only wish we could have heard it play!
We exited the cathedral to a little courtyard overlooking the city and ate our strawberries. It was starting to drizzle, so we took refuge on a bench under a tree. We could see the roofs of a sea of old buildings from where we ate. Strawberries:
Our view:
After eating, we went into the Historic Museum of Lausanne, where we learned a lot about the history of Lausanne . Perhaps a bit more than we ever wanted to know. After going through the museum, we had accumulated 15 sheets of paper with information written on front and back in ~12pt font. Needless to say, we didn’t read it all, and rather skimmed it for what was important.
The part Mary found most exciting was the “Music Room”, which contained a forte-piano and a harpsichord. Some music:
Harpsichord:
When we had finished with the museum, we made our way back down the hill to the train station, stopping at a wine store on the way. We also made a quick detour to see the only surviving part of the old wall that used to surround the city:
On the way, Bear got his picture taken in front of another church:
As we were crossing the street into the train station, 2 people began handing out what looked to be little containers of yogurt to people, so we stopped and grabbed one each. They turned out to be little strawberry milk beverages that they called a milkshake. They weren’t amazing, but they were free, so we enjoyed them on the train.
When we got back to the Geneva train station, it was raining pretty hard, so we decided to take a bus back to the hostel. We got off in front of a coop in order to buy our salad for dinner, and just as the bus was pulling away, Mary realized she had left her hat on the seat!!! She took off down the street, chasing the bus to the next stop. It stopped briefly and then began moving again, and she thought she had missed it, so she ran next to it waving wildly and looking like a complete fool (or at least, that’s what Jeff says). It was only moving up to its proper bus stopping place, so it stopped again, and Mary jumped on and raced to the back to find her hat. After going a little too far, she thought she had the wrong bus, but eventually found it in the middle of the bus just as the doors began to close, so she quickly slipped off with her hat in hand. She was feeling pretty wiped at this point – she had chased a bus from one stop to the next!! So Jeff sent her straight back to the hostel, and he went to the coop to get the salad.
It was around 4:20 by this point, so we spent some time researching our supper. The plan was to eat the salad and then get Chocolate Fondue. Turns out that chocolate fondue isn’t very popular in Switzerland , even though the average Swiss person eats an entire 100g chocolate bar every day. We eventually found 2 possibilities, but had no idea how much it would cost. So, around 5 o’clock, we headed to the “picnic” area of the cafeteria in the hostel and ate our salad, and then headed out to look into our fondue.
The first potential fondue location was very ritzy and expensive, so we walked into the old town of Geneva to check out the second location. After a long conversation with the lady at the second location, we determined that the chocolate fondue would be 25fr per person, which was a little more than we were planning on spending. So, we left and decided that we’d just have to make it ourselves back home.
We wandered the streets in the direction of our hostel, checking menus on the way. When we had nearly run out of options, and simply couldn’t find any restaurant that had an appetizer that looked appealing, we finally decided to just go to a kebab place and get some cheap food. Mary ordered a falafel and Jeff ordered a Kebab. We’re not entirely sure Jeff got what he ordered, but he says it was still tasty.
While we were in the store, an older lady called Jeff over and asked about his Tilly hat. Well let me tell you, she just made his day. He got really excited and started telling her all about it and pulled out the little brag tags that come with the hat, and gave her one. Turns out she’s from the US , but lives in Geneva . She really admired the hat and said it looked like a good sturdy hat. She also told us that living in a snowy place makes people have good values, so we must be good people. A little later, she called Mary over and said “You look like people that like good quality. What do you suggest for shoes? My feet are killing me!”. Mary told her that both she and Jeff typically wear New Balance shoes because they’re pretty much the only thing that fit us. She seemed satisfied with the answer.
She then started asking us about our trip, how long we’d been here, and what sort of thing we’d done. She asked how we enjoyed it, and we said that we’d quite enjoyed Switzerland , and it was a lovely country. So then, she asked how we felt about Geneva , and we answered saying that it was very busy. She responded, basically saying that she really didn’t like Geneva much at all, even though she’d lived here for a long time, and that she was thinking of moving back to New York , where she’s from. We asked whether she had any suggestions of things we could do tomorrow, and she made a few but said that there really wasn’t anything great about Geneva . Eventually, we went on our way.
We got back to the hostel and ate our food, then headed up to our room. We need to figure out what we’re going to do tomorrow, as it will be our last day in Switzerland , and we don’t really have anything planned.
