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Enchanting Falls

So on Thursday, July 21st 2022, we went to church for the English mass at 12:15pm. Vinod came there and we drove to manor (a supermarket chain) for lunch. ,

I ate a small plate of legumes... which is my preferred food when I go to these type of places where the menu is vast and you've to select what you like. I mostly take the potatoes, sweet potatoes, carrots and the wonderful sauces. 

By looking at the plates, I can tell who took what... Nam took this dumpling thing along with the pasta salad.

This falafel plate with hummus was dad's. Mom's is nearby, some steak (I'm guessing it's pork) with mushroom sauce. 

All our plates...
Vinod took this salmon poke bowl, which had some rice (or quinoa) underneath with all these fruits/vegetables on top.
Some beautiful pastry for dessert...
And this raspberry tart...
After lunch, we drove to a waterfalls in the Morges region.... a bridge on the way with pretty flowers.

On the way we stopped at the church in Coppet, and this picture was taken at the grotto. Some service was being held in the Coppet church, so we just prayed and got out at church 11. 

A wooden sculpture on the way...
Pretty landscapes...
The rolling hills...
This pretty chapel made us stop... and we snuck it for a quick look and a prayer. This is church 12 (I'm counting the number of churches we visited on this trip).
My sister with the a pretty painting in the background...
I like this chandelier...
The cute little chapel that made us take a u turn just to check it out...
A good drive through the countryside before we reach our destination.
We walked through the cool forest for ten minutes, sometimes clambering up and down the path. By this time my family was ready to disown me, they aren't the trekking kind. So anyway, one last bend in the path through the forest and we chanced upon this...
Enchanting falls. 
This place looked straight out of a fairy tale book...
My father and my sister in the cold waters of the falls... 
 
I just sat on the rocks, enjoying the cold waters...
I of course had to get into my meditative pose near the falls...
Me at the entrance to the enchanted falls...
Another meditative pose...
A few artists with their easels busy sketching away...
Trekking back to the car through the lovely woods...
My sister bumped into a short pole while backing up...
The drive back home...
Horses and landscapes on the way...

 It was a fun day, the walk in the forest was beautiful... the temperature inside the forest was cooler than the temperature on the road. Since it was quite hot in July, this little place felt magical with its ideal temperature and stunning cold waters. 

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