After the dizzying climb up the towers of the cathedral, we were back on the ground.
“That was something,” panted the wife.
“Yes. Agreed.” Feeling not too good as well, but it was well worth it. A 360-degree view of Geneva, what more can you ask?
We made our way back to the direction of Maison Tavel and stopped short at the junction.
“There is something I need to show you,” I told the wife.
Look for the Hôtel de Ville and its staircase for horses
Look for the Hôtel de Ville and its sloped staircase. It was for horses back in those days before the invention of the engine.
We were almost on the last leg of our tour. It was 4pm underneath the hot afternoon sun. Time for some shade as we walked underneath the chestnut trees along Promenade de la Treille. For those of you who have kids, you can prepare a picnic at this spot.
We still have a couple of places to tick off on our to-do list, so instead of putting our legs up and taking a rest, we took a stroll downhill into an open air fountain — Place de Neuve.
From here you can take buses to almost anywhere in Geneva. It is a busy place and also the doorway to Parc des Bastions. Every city has a famous ‘green lung’ at the heart of it, and for Geneva, this is it.
“Check out the giant chess pieces!” exclaimed the wife.
On a hot sunny day like this back home, you would seldom see people out and about but it is a different scenario over here. Everyone is enjoying the sunshine. It was time to take a rest and with a handful of sandwiches, we joined the locals in enjoying the sun.
Within the park lies the famous Reformation Wall or better known as Murs des Réformateurs, featuring some of the well known people during the Reformation. The park serves as a good way to return to the old town, as you walk through it.
Coming back into the Old Town, we walked straight into the famous Place du Bourg-de-Four. An open air space filled with sidewalk cafes and surrounded by beautiful architecture. It was definitely a place to while away your time. If you decide to skip going to the park, you could always find your way here from the cathedral, it is after all just behind the church.
Most of the shops were closing or were about to close as we strolled back along the main shopping boulevard. We were heading for a place which stays open throughout the day, a small island located on Lake Geneva. An island known as Île de Rousseau.
“Any guesses as to whom it was named after?” the wife asked.
“Definitely not the Rousseau from Lost.” Referring to a character from the one-time favourite series which ended its run a few years ago.
“Nope. It is for Jean Jacques Rousseau. A philosopher.”
It was almost dinner time on a Friday evening when we were walking towards our destination. Unfortunately, without any reservations, the place was full. Actually, some of its patrons spilled out onto the walkway and around it. You might be asking which establishment were we referring to.
In the end we settled for a Chinese-styled dinner before walking back to the train station and boarding one of the on-time trains back to Lausanne. Another day well spent in Switzerland.