It's to easy to saturate here. For Parisians accustomed to good taste, isolation scan be a constant threat. Luckily, within reach, there are oases of elegance, both urban and natural. Without mama at home, it was too easy to feel that all the elegance had slipped away from our lives. We needed to resource.
It's a good thing that papa is on our wavelength. We woke up, got dressed and jumped into the trusty Koleos. By mid-morning we were soaking the Saturday sun in God-given Annecy. Park, lake, old town, lunch, and Monoprix.
A carefully timed escape to Chamonix provided much-needed nap time. We awoke to at the bottom of the Chamonix valley. An afternoon of Snell, amusement rides, dinner on a terrace, and snow-capped peaks was all we needed.
So we drove back to Nyon.
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