There is one place we couldn’t leave without seeing and that was Lake Geneva. From the road above you could see the size of it. In true Swiss style the lake seemed to be protected by the mountains around as if guarding a precious jewel. You could see buildings sympathetically decorating the lakeside, a mixture of rich history with contemporary designs. We manuovered ourselves towards the waterfront where there was a beautiful promenade.
I love water. I love the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks and how the light catches ripples. The lake was so clear you could see right through it. The whole area was spotless and brought to life with an array of flowers and foliage.
Many people we enjoying the water by taking a swim. We didn’t bring our swimmers and secretly I was jealous. The lake looked so delicious I just wanted to dive in and thoroughly embrace the moment. We decided we had to get in the lake some how, so pedelo it was.
We found a bargain way for Sammy to enjoy the promenade, at five francs for an hour you couldn’t fault it. Lets just say Sammy thought he was a celebrity and took full advantage of his new found stardom.
There was some interesting landscape designs, including these technological based creations. Reading the literature they were trying to show that nature will always triumph when technology is out to waste.
The significant difference between Gstaad and on Lake Geneva is the architecture. The lake is more chateaux than chalet. The details were fascinating I could have spent hours walking the streets enjoying the Parisian and Bavarian fusions but sadly Sammy was tired.
Back in Lauenen we stood on the terrace looking at the view longingly. Hoping that time would stand still so we could indulge in the views we had been calling home. We are now all packed and leaving Switzerland with a touch of sadness as in Sammy’s words “going home will make me cry”.