Fêtes de Genève is an annual 25 days event along the waterfront of Lac Léman (Lake Geneva). Locals, expats and tourists, from near and far, show up en masse to celebrate Summer in Switzerland. Fair rides, concerts and a grand show of fireworks on the last Saturday night of the festival are all part of fun.
Yes, if I had been more organized or actually done some planning and research, I would have known about the festival and made it to the fireworks. But I was flying by the seat of my pants and I had spent the day in 5 different cities. Needless to say, I was bone tired when I questioned why my train, in the direction to Geneva, was completely packed and not many were dressed up for clubs or bars. It was also the last night I get to spend with my friend and her family who hosted me the whole time I was in Switzerland, so I did not mind missing out on the firework show.
However, I was in Geneva on the last day of the festival and it was a great event for me to stumble upon. Continue reading
Many unexpected, random things happen to me when I travel as a single woman. Seriously. I don’t know how or why but they just happen.
While wandering the streets of Puerto Varas in Chile in early 2013, I saw a family of 4 taking photos along the waterfront. I walked up to them and offered to take their family photo. What happened the rest of the day was like a fairy tale.
Originally my plan for the day was to explore the city of Puerto Varas and then hop onto a bus and travel to a nearby town called Frutillar – on my own. At the end of the day, I was very happy and grateful that nothing happened as planned. Continue reading
Many people dream of lying on a sunny beach for vacation. Especially during the winter season in Canada.
However, I am an odd ball. I have never taken an all-inclusive vacation. I have never done a “Winter escape”. I have never spent more than just a couple hours sitting around at a beach. Maybe it’s because I get restless. Maybe because I overheat to fast. Maybe I tan too easily and forget to use sunblock.
Then there was this beach… when I was on Easter Island (Rapa Nui), Chile. After lunch with new friends, I rented an umbrella and took a quick nap. Felt the breeze. Scents of the near by family barbeques. Sound of waves crashing near by. Sands between my toes. Continue reading