Friday, October 17, 2014

The view from our window



Here we are, in Switzerland, Nyon to be precise. There’s a castle, and a lake, and mountains, lots of mountains. There are the Jura Mountains to the North and the Alps just about everywhere else. Everything is clean, works, and runs on time. And there are so many views to admire. You can take a photo in just about any direction and call it a post card. But for us, the best view of all is from our window.



We haven’t moved all that far, in fact, a 14 minute drive takes us to the French border, and Paris is less than maybe four hours behind that, about three if you take the train. Mama and Papa seem to like it; though papa does look a little glum when he talks about Paris (we notice that he seems to make that 14 minute drive a little more often that seems necessary). But to us three, it’s a new world to explore and a thousand adventures to be lived.

We’re Parisian, and always will be, and we are all shocked by the local fashion. But for now, we’re happy to have the Lake Geneva beaches and the Nyon swimming pool, walks in the mountains, a private park behind our building, a school where we don’t get yelled at, other people who speak three languages, about a million fondue restaurants, clean trains, accurate clocks, the de Geoffroys nearby, the jet d’eau, cheese, Chamonix at our doorstep, vineyards, and of course, Rando burger!

As Orson Wells so rightly pointed out, Switzerland is the land of brotherly love, democracy and peace. Even the Economist just declared it the best place to be born in 2013 (we, thank God, were all born in the 15th arrondissement of Paris). So don’t expect too much excitement. But if you’re addicted to boredom, why not do a little yodel and join us on our Helvetic adventure as we swim, climb, and sing our way through the fiscal playground that has generously produced tax-evaders like Paul Klee, le Corbusier, Nicholas of Flüe, William Tell, Roger Federer, and Heidi?

Already missing the French blog? Check out some photos of the Hexagon across the lake: The grass is greener.

Or join us as we suffer through our move: turtles have it easy.