You had to know that they'd be selling clocks in Geneva!
And, of course, Swiss Army Knives. (And, in whose pocket would that big one fit?)
These signs are neat. They show parking areas, where/how far they are, the total spaces they have and how many are free.
A side street (exciting, huh?).
And yet another. Stick with me, folks. Nothing but the best trip photos! :)
Some people waiting for the light to change.
Some guy and his mom on the morning of our departure for Paris.
Hey, can I tell you a secret? I got the guy back to my hotel room later, got him naked and had my way with him! ;)
The board showing our train. (I know, I know. The excitement never ends!)
Some shops near the station (taken from the station, as you can see).
More of the same.
Check out the guy cleaning the glass!
The crowd builds! Good thing the whole train's reserved seating!
And here it comes--the Train à Grand Vitesse, to whisk us off to Paris!
1 comment:
This is weird, because I was so miserable during my year in Switzerland, but I must say, I totally miss the efficiency and how CLEAN everything was. I had a good time whenever I was in western Switzerland, people are more relaxed there.
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