Geneva, Hotel Residence St. James

While we waited for the rest of the trekkers to arrive in the city, we took the opportunity to run errands and a little tour of the streets were taken.

There were a lot of cyclists, as expected because the streets were absolutely clogged with cars. It was so relaxing, with all the locals speaking french everywhere, walking their dogs or sitting on the grass for a picnic on the jetty.

There were white swans! And a carousel! I haven't seen white swans in years - all the swans where I come from were black, and beautiful as they are, you just can't beat the graceful classics.

After walking around, we had dinner at an Italian pizzeria. I was totally unoriginal... Mushroom pizza and coke?! I could feel my italian speaking relative sigh. It was fantastic though!