Friday, July 28, 2006
I haven't put any photos of Geneva on the blog for a while so here are a few as I have no drawing today. This is the mayors office in Thonex (where I live). A few weeks ago when we filled up a load of bin bags with all the pruning and weeding we had been doing, we made sure we put it in re-cycleable bin bags. A neighbour knocked on the door to tell us (very nicely, I might add) that the bin men wouldn't collect the bags since they weren't the proper ones. Mark had noticed yellow bags next to the bins and suspected as much but we hadn't found them in the shops. It turns out that there are special bags available only from the mayor's office. I'm glad he told us, I would never have guessed!
Remember that lovely bus stop in Veyrier where we stayed temporarily? Here is our new local stop. Again, it's right on the border (under the blue signs) and the end of the route. The drivers in Veyrier had a lovely view to enjoy while they smoked their cigarettes which, with luck, gave you an extra minute or two if you were late but here on the main road there isn't much to see (slightly deceptive from this viewpoint) so the bus goes off dead on time or even slightly early. I'm late for everything so this is a bit of a struggle! Can you see the mountain in the background? You can see Mont Blanc on a clear day (I find that amazing, it's not something I thought I'd ever get to see).
A few weeks ago (before the horribly hot weather) I hopped off the bus in Geneva one stop too soon and came across these wonderful roofs.
This is one of the buildings. It seems to be an apartment block with shops on the ground floor.
Is there a touch of Gaudi about it?
Since I've been drawing so much in the last few days I've got to do some dreaded housework - the two activities just don't go together do they?! I have a few other things to do too but my mind isn't on them. In fact, I went to my French class this week and I couldn't get my brain into gear at all. If I'm drawing and someone speaks to me, it takes a few minutes to activate the language part of my brain (admittedly shrivelled and weak anyway - what hope is there for French when I'm still learning English?)* A day later and I'm still feeling the same - I must snap out of it!