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Our European adventure starts in Geneva,
Switzerland. Actually it started in Newark, NJ (Wichita, Kansas for
Alex Reed), but who cares about that when you're going to
Europe. The wedding was going to be in a little
French
town named Givry. Logistically, it was easier & quicker to fly
to Geneva and drive to Givry, then
fly to
Paris. Compared to the stereotypical expectations of
European countries, France is HUGE, and
we weren't
anywhere near Paris.
To help adjust our clocks (and simply have
an excuse to hang in Geneva) we stayed the first
day in Geneva. So here
we are in Geneva. This is Michael and Joseph strolling
down (up actually) one
of the many lovely streets in the old part of
Geneva.
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Here I am using this
low roof to keep myself from falling flat on my face. With some
quick math you'll
understand why. We left Newark, NJ about 6:30
pm on Wednesday. The flight was about 7 hours. Geneva is
6 hours
ahead. I had gotten up at 5 am wednesday morning. At this point I
had been up for nearly 24 hours.
Sure there was the option
of sleeping on the plane, but lucky for me, I couldn't. Nor was
I allowed to sleep
(for the purpose of adjusting) when we got
there. By the end of the day I think I was awake for 36 hours.
Needless to say I slept
like the dead that night.
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The obligatory narrow
European
street shot.
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Now that everyone
understands we didn't go to Paris, I'll try to explain why we didn't
go to the UN or any
other sight of noteworthy value. When we
travel, we usually try to stay clear of agendas. We get enough of
thosein our real lives. Instead, we tend to wander aimlessly,
soaking in the random sights as we go. For
instance,
happening upon this park, we immediately recognized the random
opportunity these
rocking horses
provided. Here Michael, myself and Alex take in the local "experience" of the
park.
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Not far from the horses we
found this spectacular "old school European" carousel. Nothing like
the power
of the people to get you
going.
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Yeah this was cool and
fun to watch. Having to walk and move around their pieces, the
players were really
animated. They'd pace, tap their foot or
get shifty when it wasn't their turn. When it was time to
move they
were soldiers in the calvery or on
the retreat - moving pieces on the attack or in defense. Even
the guy in
the chair was fun to watch. He'd take a long drag on
his cigarette and nod his head in approval or
dissapointment to each man's move.
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After the lack of
sleep, we could only muster a game of checkers. Michael and Joseph
had obviously spent
a lot of time watching the olympics as they
made excellent commentators for the game - commenting on
each players moves and their childhood aspirations to
be checker
masters.
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If you sat out on the
window sill and hung yourself out over the street 4 stories below,
you could see lake
Geneva from our hotel window.
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Another European street shot, but this one with cool
flags.
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This is me taking a picture of Alex taking a picture of
Micheal and Joseph. As if you couldn't figure that out
on your
own. I guess the real question is why?
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BIG church in old Geneva.
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