Roundabouts Must Be a French Invention (ie, thanks for driving, Daddy)

So the folks and I took off for the weekend to Geneva, home of... everything. We saw the United Nations, Unicef, and C.E.R.N (whose particle accelerator was right down the street from us).

Turns out we were in town for a big weekend - Euro2008. Every country brought its soccer team to play in Switzerland, and nearly every person was wearing his colors - flags hanging out of every window, people dressed in their team colors, and even a dog all decked out for Spain.

Old town was very quaint and pretty - those are the windows and little shops you see. ALL of the super-secure Swiss banks, by the way, are located together in a little square.

The Swiss are famous for their chocolate and the timepieces. We also thought fondue was a pretty big deal — we had to leave town, though, to finally find some! After getting lost and navigating the roundabouts and streets with no signs, we found Lausaunne. Totally worth it. And speaking of food, we ate at a Mexican restaurant that served Cactus salad. They also make really good pizza. (The Swiss - who knew?)

On our drive we stopped in Martigny - Home of the St. Bernard Museum (seriously). I guess those rescue dogs are a pretty big deal when you live in the mountains and have no allies. From here we drove through the Alps, along winding roads (check out the view), to Chamonix. The little cottages and chateaus along the mountain were breathtaking. Kinda seemed more magical with the low mist. This one shop is called Folklore, which is kinda what it feels like being in the Alps.