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Coppet

After our previous day in Jaun, we slept in the next day. Woke up late and made rice and dal for lunch, and after that Vinod dropped us off in Bouchet on his way to work. We, me and Nam, took a train to Gare Cornavin, went to the tpg office and asked whether we could go to Coppet (a small little town on the outskirts of Geneva) with the Geneva day ticket. The tpg guy, very kindly changed our Geneva tickets which are about 11 swiss francs to 13.20 swiss francs so that we could travel to Coppet.
Walked to the Castle
We didn't go inside...
Just walked around taking pictures
The castle ground with uneven rocks... 
The tree lined avenue opposite the castle
The best part about the castle.... 
Paterns
We loved walking under the shadows of this tree lined path
The lake in the distance
My sister...
Me
A peaceful place to rest under the trees
The lake...
The water jet of Geneva is seen in the distance
We just walked around Coppet
A quiet place...
Hardly anyone around...
A short bridge between buildings
Arches everywhere
Pretty cafes
Locked spaces...
Vineyards
A cute little house on the way
The church in Coppet
The metallic stations of the cross...
The cutest grotto, I've seen
Constructed entirely of shrubs...
The angel by the side
Statue of saint carved from the trunk of the tree..
The pretty church in Coppet

Walked some more and came across these sheep...
Another nice little lane...
The sun was beautiful that day... I also remember getting a little electric shock from this fence,
As I tried to capture the sheep in their pasture
Stopped by this cafe... can you believe that is wallpaper, the whole bookshelf.
The pretty cafe..
Picked up a sausage roll
Pretty little lane
Water font
Cute outdoor decor
Pretty corner
Walking through vineyards...
My sister took this beautiful picture of wild daisies...
After walking around exploring this quiet little town, we took the train back to Geneva and went to the Old Town for the street food fest.

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