Annecy

On Friday, September 25th, a little after 6PM Lauryne and I began our trip to Annecy. We weren’t in the Alps, but we were going to be close. 

The next morning Pauline had some shopping to do. Parking was underneath the supermarket and so were the shopping carts. The escalator was fascinating. It stayed flat and gripped the cart wheels. The carts went up and down as easily as the people!

And then we were off to parts unknown. Pauline had a surprise and she wouldn’t even tell Lauryne. We drove past the lake and then began climbing. 

Along the way we spotted a couple of paragliders. 

 We could have driven a bit higher, but Pauline had reserved a table at the cliff’s edge overlooking the lake. 

Since I hadn’t known we were going out for lunch, my teeth were back at the apartment! It didn’t matter. Lunch was baked potatoes smothered with cheese that we melted at the table. The scenery was amazing, the food delicious, and then a few flying people appeared.

And a few more appeared.

And then crowds of flying people began appearing!

And the crowds got bigger!

My pictures don’t do justice to the amazing show we had throughout our lunch. Unfortunately, I have a couple of blurs in the camera that show up especially in pictures of the sky. 

Annecy is actually at the far end of the lake in this picture.

We returned to lake level. Roofs here are different from the Cluny, Sologny, Blanot area. They don’t have the clay tiles, but instead are wooden shingles similar to what can be found in the USA on George Washington’s home at Mount Vernon.

Then we were to walk through the old center of Annecy which is some-times referred to as the French Venice, though I didn’t see a single gondola.

The water level is extremely low. It should be up past the the gray cement and lapping at the house colors!

I thought it was cool to have a garden gate at the water’s edge.

Swans who didn’t want to swim could go wading.

Once upon a time this was a jail, right in the center of town, sur-rounded by water, but certainly not Alca-traz. 

I liked the split staircase on this old building. We found a store that sold the same kind of cheese we’d had for lunch and I bought enough of it to serve several times when I'll have company in Blanot.