Backpackering 12 - Day 9

After Flixbusing it back to Geneva, trams being then our means to get around. 

First to Ariana Park, the second home of the UN, the first being in New York, to revisit

the Globe. 1 - 1967 with Jenny

2 - 1986 with Polly and Anna

Web Photo.

3? - 2026 with Gek.

Oh dear, no access. For security reasons, only can see by conducted tour booked the day before. Guess humans are still not united then. 

Ok then, stroll on in the heat to have a look at the Ariana Museum, housing the late 19th century Gustave Revilliod's collection  of glass and ceramic art. He designed the building to house them, a work of art in its self.

Now, I had to come here. The Red Cross and Red  Cresent HQ, being a RC retail volunteer in Penarth 

Basically,  it is the responsibility of all of us to look after one another.

Example of Art used to help a refugee with PTSD.

The basement is open to see records and listen to the stories of people suffering from the consequences of war and natural disasters. 

On a much, much lighter note, who on earth drove a 50s bus from Scotland, parked by the railway station and left it there? And why?

Backpackering 12 - Day 8

Duingt, on bus 15A

for another view of the 'French Three Sisters' + a little one from West Side of the lake and the peninsula's Castle. Shut, unfortunately. 

"Lunch? - and why are you clicking me?"

Mount La Tourette, at over 7,700 ft, makes the cars look like miniatures.

It was very hot, you know. 

Backpackering 12 - Day 7

 

Early morning view

, with crystal clear water.

An unusual race - teams of two, pedal biker and runner. Did witness one crash between the two. But no damage done.  Got up and underway again.

The Imperial Palace. Opening its door in 1913 to welcome guest of distinction, King George VII, Winston Churchill and Charlie Chapin. Hmmmm. Not for the hoi pollio then.

Time for lunch

Lovely,  Jubbly.

Backpackering 12 - Day 6

 

Took bus, No. 20, to Angon. You might think, as I did, that the many peaks around the lake are volcano cores,

The 'French Three Sisters' + a little one.

but no, they are limestone laid at the bottom of a sea millions of years ago. The lake itself was later hewn out by a huge glacier.

Today, we can sit and enjoy the view created over those millions of years,

 the passing dog paddlers

and Castle Duingt across the water.

No ferry, so we 20'ed it back to town. And guess what, we were passed by a Morgan. A special treat to end a lovely day out.

What is a Morgan, I hear you ask? The most beautiful car on the planet. A hand-built masterpiece. 

Backpackering 12 - Day 5

A short  walk down to the lake

on the way to visit Little Venice. Humm, is some one contemplating a possible painting?

.

And here it is.

I think this is the place I took a photo of Polly on our family visit in '86. Will correct if not on returning to the Court. Stupid not to have checked before leaving home. Derrrrr.

Anyway, moving on, this the part of the canal is where a cotton factory used to be. Founded in 1804, making it one of the first factories set up on the continent and by 1811, was employing over a 1,000 workers. It did not close until 1955. (Wikipedia)

Backpackering 12 - Day 4

 

After a short night stop over in Geneva, to the cafe 

for breakfast, Swiss Bircher Muesli

where the sparrows helped you to finish it off.

Curious about the structure behind Gek's head, we headed to the lake.

 

The Brunswick Monument. Of course I immediately thought, what is Brunswick UK got to do with Geneva? Answer,  nothing.  It is Germanys Brunswick. Charles II the Duke of Brunswick of the 19th century bequeathed his entire estate to Geneva,  on condition they created a memorial for him there. Sorted. (Wikipedia)

A 50 min bus ride from Geneva found us in

Annecy, our home for the next 5 nights.

First, an Italian lunch at a Napoli restaurant sat below a painting of an earlier, posher Annecy 

before finding our accomo, a 1950s style flat

close by some older, more traditional Swiss architecture.

Backpackering 12 - Day 3

 

After a welcomed good night's sleep,  we prepared the mushrooms 

for W P's special soup.

Once the table was laid

and more friends arrived

we took our seats for W P's soup with prawns and goats cheese  sourdough bread. Delicious.

We also had

time to see

W P's collection of Gek's art. 

Back to Heathrow for a second attempt. 

Such a different day to yesterday's. 

Backpackering 12 - Day 2

 That was the Day that Was.

Arrived at Heathrow for flight to Geneva, flight confirmed, boarding pass received, boarded, took  our seats.......for 3+ hours.......then asked to de-board. FlightTracker radar shut down due to malfunction causing 1,000+ cancellation across the UK.

Chaos in the airport, to be rescued by Beng Lan and Wah Piow.