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Chexbres

So the Italian guy we bought ravioli from was raving about Chexbres, that's how we decided to drive to Chexbres (which is about an hour from Geneva) on a fine Saturday morning. On the way we came across this 
Beautiful port side town...
Then stopped in Nyon for a few minutes...
Where Nam took this picture of me... we had just discovered the portrait mode on the iphone7 and we couldn't stop taking pictures.
Nearing our destination
Sitting among the vineyards of Chexbres

Grapes everywhere...
Imagine living in this house... waking up this view every morning.
Then drove some more and came across this church...
Strikingly situated on top of the rolling hills of Chexbres...
The view outside...
The hours when the mind is absorbed by beauty are the only hours when we really live, so that the longer we can stay among these things so much the more is snatched from inevitable Time. ~ Richard Jefferies

Inside the church...
A beautiful tree outside the church...
Had lunch at this place...Lion D'or
Their eye catching emblem...
Only this was available... fish and chips with some soup.
Some cold beer and orange juice to beat the heat...
This soup was really good.... I have no idea what soup it is though.
Our lunch, grilled fish and french fries... scrumptious.
The hillside region
Walked around and came across this bakery selling chocolate truffles...
Wide green spaces...
Then we drove to Montreux which is only 15 minutes away... this statue of a well known musician is famous in Montruex
I've never heard any of his songs, except Bohemian Rhapsody...
And while I was trying to get Freddie's silhouette, Nam clicked this picture of Freddie and me... and told me that I ruined her picture.
Some statue on the Montreux lake... says Steven Speilberg there. 
Stopped at the Montreux Jazz cafe for coffee before driving back to Geneva....
 Reached Geneva around 8pm then went to this Italian restaurant for dinner , Restaurant Les Tilleuls
 Had Champagne and wine along with 
 Tagliatelles aux morilles (Pasta with mushroom)
ring pasta with shrimp
ring pasta with buffalo mozzarella and baby tomatoes and everything was pretty good.
A little video taken during the drive ...

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Saucy Siciliana said…
Have a nice weekend!
Karen Xavier said…
Thank you:) you too...

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