Today I went with my host family to Mont Blanc, the tallest mountain in (Wikipedia says Western-) Europe. It lies on the France-Italian border, and apparently both the French and the Italians claim it as their own. A famously impressive tunnel goes under it and connects the two countries.
We went to Chamonix, a resort town at the base of the Alps. There, we ate an amazing meal . . . various meats sizzled before us on a small bunsun burner type grill on our table. Good red wine, and ice cream afterwards. We sat on the deck of a restaurant that looked straight at Mont Blanc's white pate. It was leisure in the French style of a stout meal. Next, we hiked for an hour or two up a trail. Halfway stood a little cafe/florist perched onto the edge of a spectacular view of the mountain ranges.
On our way back to Lyon, we stopped at Annecy, a smallish town but tourist hotspot, and in spite of the tourism, it was quite picturesque. Somewhat like Venice, situated on a lake with wide boardwalks. We got real gelato there and walked around. There was a prison on one of the rivers that goes through the town and a couple ancient but quaint abbeys.
Anyway, it was a nice surprise, since I was planning on just hunting about Lyon for some excitement. Mais, je suis fatigue.
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