Poetic trees and museums

August 19th 2022, Friday

So got ready and left for Lausanne, cause my brother was pretty adamant about us visiting the Charlie Chaplin museum and the Olympic museum, even though I was not keen on both.

Stopped in Vevey on the way, to attend mass

In this cute church...

Joyful peal of bells...

Automatic holy water dispenser

The replica of the shroud of Turin in a corner... in church 35

Black Madonna and child...

Wood carving of St. Antony...

The pipe organ and stained glass window in church...

Then stopped by a patisserie for some quick lunch...

I picked up this nice ham and cheese sandwich

My sister picked up something from this Asian place...

Some rice and chicken...

This is some dessert from the bakery...

Me at the Charlie Chaplin museum

His house had great views...

And lovely paintings...

Stunning descriptions of rural life...

Saw some known faces there...

The typewriter Charlie Chaplin used... I guess.

The grounds...

The Charlie Chaplin museum is okay, not worth the visit though...

Then drove to the Olympic museum...

Again I was more fascinated by the trees outside than what was inside...

Hostage situation in Munich in 1992...

Me with a tree that had beautiful lines all over it... like nature's poetry. Even the Olympic museum was just okay. Both the museums weren't exciting but the weather was amazing and that felt magical.

Then came home and heated some frozen lasagna for dinner.

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