It's a very French, I mean Swiss, good morning to you

Just kidding, but we are so close to France here in Geneva, you could almost forgive yourself for thinking you were there. French is by far the most popular language spoken in Geneva and, to be honest, we're finding it a little difficult to communicate (even with each other; I wish Alison would stop pretending she was French).

Lake Geneva, with it's famous water jet. It's so high we could see it from the plane (and we were actually on the tarmac at Singapore at the time, lol)

The lake is very popular with boaties. The row of buildings in the background are typical of the older structures in Geneva.

Where we are staying is about a five minute walk to Lake Geneva. With its backdrop of snow-covered peaks (to be honest, only a few as it is almost summer here), it is certainly very picturesque. Lots of people seem to take their yachts out for a quick sail after work, and considering the sun didn't set last night until almost 10.00 pm, there's certainly plenty of time to do so.

If you look closely, you can see some snow on one of the peaks in the background. 

To be honest, I don't think Geneva has really grabbed us yet. With the lake, it certainly is pretty enough, but I think it might be a bit like Sydney with its harbour. Something we were expecting, and haven't been disappointed by, is the cost of living here. Not that we bought one, but even a McDonald's hamburger meal is $20 Australian dollars; that's a lot of money for something where the packaging actually has more nutritional value than the product itself (apologies to Pete).

More lovely hotels which line the foreshore. We could've cashed in our super to stay one night in one of these, but decided against it.

Today is our second in Geneva, and we intend to visit CERN, a scientific research hub, take a trip on the lake, and generally laze around like the filthy rich baby boomer retirees we are. And now that most sensible Australians have decided to stick with those ever reliable economic managers, the LNP, even our franking credits are safe; you bewdy. Why shouldn't Alison and I, who can actually afford this trip in the first place, be entitled to a refund on something we never really paid? The cheek of those socialists in the ALP. (This has been a paid political announcement on behalf of the LNP; spoken at a very, very fast pace so that nobody can actually understand a word that was said.)

Well, it's time to get ready for another day of sightseeing. Travelling is great, but it can become quite exhausting after a while, not to mention mentally challenging, figuring out transport networks, exchange rates, etc. Believe me, no sign of dementia here (well, not at least for the next few weeks).