WHILE the UN, UNESCO, Red Cross, WHO and every other major global organisation and acronym based in Geneva was going about its business on a Friday, we decided to take the day off.
Well, actually, we were in transit from Bern to Paris and had a few hours to kill.
What better place to spend them than basking in the sunshine by emerald green Lake Geneva.
Geneva is Switzerland's western-most city, surrounded by France on three sides, and is on the lake's south-west tip at the mouth of the Rhone River.
The river divides Geneva into left (Rive Gauche) and right (Rive Droite), just like in Paris.
Rive Gauche has Old Town which overlooks the huge Jet D'Eau water fountain.
At certain angles, the water spout when caught by the breeze looks like a giant white sail.
Tourists love to stroll Old Town, visit St Peter's Cathedral that dominates the hillside skyline, and take in the Horloge Fleurie (flower clock). You could pay a couple of Euro on a nice day to cross a bridge and go for a swim in the watepark on one of the five islands in the lake or have a coffee overlooking the ferries crossing the water.
Or you could do what we did and busy yourself doing nothing at all. Just sit on the rock wall and take in the majestic setting for a couple of hours.
Office workers came and went with their lunches, boaties did maintence on their craft, paddleboat "cyclists" passed by and catamarans sailed the banks of the lake from Geneva to pretty hillside Lausanne.
Lesson of the day: To avoid causing an international incident with a waterski boat captain, read the numerous "no swimming in this area" signs before plunging into Lake Geneva.
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