Fantastic day on arrival - sun-tan lotion weather! Dumped my stuff at the hostel then wandered down to the lake front - ended up giving directions to a guy along the way, in French no less! God bless those rusty high-school language skillz. Took a late night stoll through the Old Town ... very quiet. I think I had impressions of Geneva being bigger than it actually is (which is not that big at all really). Rain delayed play on the second day, but it cleared up enough for me to hike up the hill to the Red Cross Museum - you come away with an equal sense of how good humanity can be and what a bunch of heartless wankers we are at times too. More rain ensued, but it came right the following day: blue skies and sunshine again and a trip up Mont Salè (1100m) on the cable-car for the best view in town. They finally turned the Jet d'Eau on today too - an impressive 140m of gushing water at the base of the lake ... enough to make anyone desperate for le WC!
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