Friday, December 2, 2011

There goes the baker with his tray, like always...

...the same old bread and loaves to sell!

France -- a dangerous place for any-a Disney fan. Where a simple greeting turns the day into a musical and a mere passerby into a chorus member. I'm staying in a little town (it's a quiet village, every day, like the one before) called Ferney-Voltaire, just across the border from Geneva. Proof it's small, you ask? How about a look at my neighbors:



Yep, we've got cows.

Every morning, I send the boys off across the border and into a mystical land of underground tunnels and particles that travel faster-than-light. (Don't worry, I get to visit before I head back across the pond.)

Anyway, the weather is beautiful, the mountains surrounding are lovely, and even the cows - with their jingling bells - have a certain charm. Also, our hotel room has a spiral staircase, which, though slightly impractical, is pretty cool, too. Not a bad way to spend a couple of weeks.

3 comments:

  1. Cheers from Loughborough. Thanks for sharing!

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  2. So you are not disappointed, we do not have a spiral staircase...

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  3. There was also a couple of squirrels on that tree... :-)

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