Travel to the Alps

I made it. I'm exhausted.

That pretty much sums it up.

The only half way interesting thing that happened on the journey was seeing the snow covered Alps on our descent into Geneva. And even that was on the other side of the airplane, so I had to look across the aisle, through a teeny window that was sometimes completely obscured by some guy's book.

I didn't take any pictures. I got spoke to in German a lot. (I must look German because I am.)

I think that I will put on my running shoes tomorrow and go to France. It's only a mile down the road.