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Pistachio dream, celebrating our freedom and dancing around trees...

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August 14th 2022, Sunday 
Started cooking at 8am; the weather felt like Swiss weather for the first time since we came, nice and pleasantly cold. Made vegetable rice, murgh malai tikka and aloo mattar curry, everything came out great! Then by 11am we went to church, nice drizzling weather, mass was good enough (not like Chennai though). 
Then drove to old town, saw this water spouting head there...
Saw this statue too, knew the name was familiar... Henry Dunant. Henry Dunant, also known as Henri Dunant, was a Swiss humanitarian, businessman, social activist and the co-founder of Red Cross movement. His humanitarian efforts won him the first Nobel Peace Prize in 1901
Walked a bit to reach...
Café Bastide
Cute café
Ate a pistachio apricot tart and a 
Pear and chocolate tart, 
Nice quaint Café... the pistachio tart was amazing (this is where my pistachio fascination started). Then drove home...
The aloo mattar...
ate good lunch and slept for a few hours. Woke up and wanted to go out, but it was still raining and nobody wanted to come, so made veg burger and ikea veg meat puffs, it was good. Saw modern love story (hyderabad) and Aadhi is cute! I stopped with his story, didn't continue after that. 
The rains made the sky magical at night...

Aug 15th 2002, Monday
Went to India house where the ambassador for India raised the flag and the national anthem was sung along with other desh bakth songs followed by light refreshment.
Tri colour decor...
The pretty gardens around...
Vande Mataram...
Pretty flowers...
More pretty sights in the garden...
Pretty...
Truth alone triumphs
Beautifully done...
Everyone hanging out on the lawn...
I was exploring the little garden nearby...
The light refreshment...
Went home and got ready again in the ajrakh skirt and went to John 23rd church for English mass, then Vinod dropped us in Balexert, we ate at migros.
I picked up a bruschetta, with grilled aubergines, it was good. 
The others got this... 
and this.
Then just walked around the mall, saw these cute décor pieces...
Me in the ajrakh silk skirt... picked up the material in a handloom fair in Chennai.
Then we came home, rested a while and got ready again. We went to Versoix...
Danced around trees...
Just a lone tree...
Dancing on empty roads...
My usual meditative pose...
Now lying down on the road... 
Mom and dad were inside this Chapelle of Immaculate Conception in Ecogia, (and we, the siblings were busy dancing around trees and lying down on empty roads)
a cute small chapelle that was packed with people and they were falling over themselves to give us a place to sit. Very friendly folks, god bless them. (Church 33, I didn't take pictures inside as mass was goin on)
We took some good pictures, 
I climbed on top of Vinod's car, that was fun, Nam pushing me on top of the car. 
Then drove to Parfums de Beyrouth the grill place and had awesome food. Their grill platter was pretty cool and
 The chicken sandwich was epic... good food. End of a beautiful day just roaming around the countryside.

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