So after exploring the chocolate factory and visiting Gruyere, we drove to Jaun...
Views on the way...
The church in Jaun (church 6)
The unique cemetery in Jaun
Where carvings like these are found on all the graves...
Beautiful wood carved memorial...
The hobbies/passion of the person who passed away is carved on these tomb markers...
A peaceful resting place...
Stunning flowers on the way to the falls
I always think colours are more colourful here in Switzerland. Red is more redder, green is more greener, the sky seems more bluer... hues are more deeper here. And I realised its probably because of the way sunlight hits this region. I've never had a problem being out in sunlight; I live in Chennai, where the summers are harsh and all I needed was a dupatta or a cap when I'm outdoors. But here in Geneva, when it was peak summer, I would go out and after a few hours, I would feel discomfort in my eyes. Like there was a grain of sand embedded and every time I blink or close my eyes, I would feel the grating. No amount of washing or blowing would budge whatever was causing the irritation. Then I googled the symptoms and apparently the sun rays were causing a slight tear in some layer in my eyes and that was creating extreme discomfort. I started wearing sunglasses after that, whenever I stepped out I made sure I had my sunglasses and dupatta and that seemed to work. I did get a little worried initially, wondering what I was going to do, cause evenings I would just sit at home closing my eyes and getting to bed early cause I didn't really know what was the problem. So there is some difference in the sun rays, which probably makes all things brighter...
The gurgling little stream leading to the waterfall...
The small waterfalls in Jaun... that's me and my sister standing there.
The drive back home...
Pretty place to go driving...
By the time we got back, Vinod had ordered pizzas for us...
It was a good day, listening to music and driving around...
The next day, Thursday, I made coconut chicken and some vegetable rice and in the evening we went to Notre Dame Cathedral for mass, one nice priest blessed us all. This is the Catholic Cathedral (church 7) near the train station in Geneva. Then went to a supermarket, Balexert, shopped a bit and came back home.
The cheese aisle is mind boggling there, so many varieties of cheese and I had a fun time deciding what to buy. I picked up this cottage cheese that had pieces of wet cheese, all clung to each other, and which apparently has less fat than most other cheese. Made this open sandwich with it, cottage cheese with tomatoes and some lettuce, it was quite good.
The next day Friday, made dal, salad and tomato rice for lunch. Went to church in the afternoon, and me and Nam took a few pictures in the garden before mass. That's me in a meditative pose in the garden.
The little hollow in the garden...
After church, came home, ate, slept and then went for a long trek beside the river near home.
It was a lovely evening, with people everywhere enjoying nature and the sun weaving magic in the air. The lake was lovely, clean and cold... with captivating colours.
The bridge overhead...
Walking and walking we reached town and then took a tram and a bus back home. This was spotted at a cafe on the way, people hook these small carriages to their cycle and children or pets sit inside, thoroughly enjoying the ride and it makes a nice sight. Happy children and happy dogs... enjoying a day outdoors.
Came home and Name made this burrata salad for me, which was pretty good. Anything with cheese is bound to taste good. It was a beautiful evening, people were swimming, having fun, kissing and it all felt so normal, so alive. I don't understand why we fear this here in India, this display of emotion... of being amazingly alive, to kiss, hold hands, swim with barely anything on, of just dancing and singing, playing with kids or pets. No repression or oppression, just a celebration every way you look. That's how love feels anyway, like sunlight and liberation.
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