Goodbye Rue des Vollandes 15, hello Rue Cingria 4.
On Thursday, March 31st, we picked up and moved across town. Our lease was up and our landlord was not re-renting our flat. We were sad to leave our gorgeous, breezy flat and proximity to the lake, but much more thrilled to exchange it for a flat with an elevator. Our new flat is smaller, but cuter and features a bigger balcony, on which we eat all our meals. The kitchen/dining area is very small. But we LOVE it here. We actually wish we had been here from the start.
Soon I'll have pictures of the new flat, decorated, organized and ready for my parents upcoming visit in 3 weeks. In the meantime, say goodbye to Rue des Vollandes...
Good memories.....
Chris and I met for lunch on Friday in Old Town Square. It was too beautiful a day not to sit in the sun for a few minutes before going back to work.
I walked to work and brought Bear with me to celebrate the gorgeous weather.
Spring is indeed on my doorstep in Geneva, Switzerland. Everything smelled different today when I returned after being gone a week for Megan's wedding.
So let's revisit the highlight of my winter experience before we move on. I'm going to plant flowers in my window boxes this week, but I just can't do that until we've looked back at a few pictures...
I'm curled up on my orange couch in Geneva, sitting in the dark because the sun has set and I haven't gotten up to turn the lights on yet. This morning Chris and I landed in Geneva, returning from my baby sister's wedding in Virginia. It seems I'm developing a pattern of writing to you under the influence of jet lag. For those of you who haven't experienced 6 hour jet lag, it's nothing to scoff at. It feels like being drugged for a day or two.
All the wedding pictures have not been gathered yet, but here's a sneek peek from my candid camera.