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Street Food Festival, Geneva (September 2017)

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After exploring Coppet, we took the train back to Geneva and then bus 8 to Old Town, and walked a bit to reach the
Geneva Street Food Festival. My brother met us here, and we spent the evening strolling around trying out different kinds of food...
Cute food trucks...

One of my favourite foods here, crepes...

A cheesy spinach crepe... 
The pie truck...
The Churros truck...
Eating under the trees...
Pizza...
See, how they take care of their surroundings... nobody dares dirty the place. I wish we, in India, could cultivate a culture of cleanliness... in thought, word and deed.
It was nice... just strolling around, watching friends and families having a great time.
The goodlife indeed... 
Some Japanese food...
Which tasted pretty good...
We picked up a Lobster roll here...
My sister loves lobster and prawns...

An Aperol, got a nice buzz with this...

Always fond of seafood, my brother picked up this fish and chips...
After this, we went home and crashed, it was long day checking out beautiful Coppet and then hanging out at the street food fest. 

Woke up late the next day, walked to the supermarket a few streets down the lane to buy milk, eggs and these croissants. This was mid September and while walking I realised, the cold actually feels nice, when love makes you feel warm inside... love for just being wonderfully and gratefully alive. Anyway, reached home, ate a croissant with jam, got ready and went to Manor and Balexert (shopping malls), to pick up chocolates to take home.
Then went on a drive to Russin, 
To check out the wine festival... here, they are just declaring the wine fest open. 
Saw this beautiful creature in one of the barns there...
My sister loves horses...
Pretty places...  

 Wine fest...
Charming corners...
Delectable desserts...
Eating and chilling outside the church...
A huge cauldron of tartiflette...
The wine region of Russin...
Grapes everywhere...
Since it was a Saturday, we drove to a church nearby, heard a french mass and while we are walking back to the car, my sister took this picture... it was her last day in Geneva. She was leaving the next day and in true sibling fashion, my brother and me were making fun of her in this picture... we were calling her 'Madame, Madame', cause she was the pathfinder on this trip. She would access and read maps faster and she would even get into conversation with random strangers... so we were like, listen to Madame, follow Madame. And on this last day together, we couldn't let her go without pulling her leg and laughing about all the crazy fun we had on this trip... 
We had dinner at a Lebanese place, Parfums de Beyrouth, with a few friends. 
This place is always amazing, great food, good quantity and excellent service. These are some sheesh kebabs.
A mixed platter... 
Then we came home, Nam packed and we went to sleep. Woke up early, dropped Nam off at the airport, waved till the very end... it's always sad, when siblings leave. We had a great time exploring and discovering places and new things... and we know it will happen all over again. Life is an endless process of discovery, and I've got the best mates on this crazy journey called life. 
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