Contemplations and Ruminations

So I've grown used to taking pictures of anything and everything... before it was mainly for my blog, but now I do it for Instagram. I've even started attending functions where I have to socialise with ' elders ' (not something I'm fond of .. I prefer hanging out with my crowd of people), mainly because I get to instagram the event. Anyway, these are pictures of the food I cooked at home in Geneva and other dishes we ate in restaurants. My mother used to make puff pastries often when we were kids, they are unbelievably easy to make and quite tasty too. I made quite a few of them at my brother's place. Here the puff pastry dough is rolled out onto a baking sheet...  And lined with ham...  Then some sauteed onions and capsicums...  Added slices of cheese...  Braided the dough then applied an egg wash. And here it is, the ham and capsicum puff pastry...  Made this pasta for us, the smaller one is for my brother cause he likes his pas...

So after my sister left, it was just me and my brother at home and he'd go to work while I continued exploring Geneva on my own. I'd buy a day pass and if I see anything interesting outside, I'd hop off and walk around and everything is so efficiently organised there, that with a few apps and with all the bus stops containing neatly typed out details of every stop and the bus timings, there is no way you can get lost... even if you try. And the bus timings really blew me away, I should have taken a picture of it...the timings were always to the point like 9:43 or 14:18 or 16:01 and the bus would arrive exactly at this time, it was uncanny, it was brilliant, it was hassle free. I've traveled more in Geneva in those few months than I did in all the six years I stayed in Madras.  This is a quaint library and antique store... This is where the 18th century Genevan philosopher, writer, and composer, Jean Jacques Rousseau  was born. Old canons...  Window box...