As usual, I was on skyscanner browsing flights. When am I not? I put in a weekend date & Geneva popped up. Flights offering us leaving early morning Saturday & returning late Sunday night. I got excited, booked the flights & a hotel immediately, without a word to Stephen. I got to tell him later about the surprise & give him the gift of a weekend away.
Honestly I'd never thought of visiting Geneva before, but when good flights are available, I couldn't resist us having a little weekend away. Our 2 hour plane ride felt like a 10 minute journey. We landed, caught a train into the centre & let it sink in we were having a Swiss adventure.
We had got ourselves 'Geneva passes' which basically gives you free entry to all attractions & free transport. Win. A wonderfully sweet man in the tourist centre gave us a very long talk on how we should spend our 2 days. Many maps in hand & hand scribbled notes from him we set planning & exploring our first day. Complete with the most gorgeous tour guide:
National History Museum
Naturally, we would head to a museum. We have a confused relationship with them. We like exploring & seeing what they have to offer, but often feel overwhelmed & a bit out of our depth. This one in particular, being entirely in French, left us slightly perplexed & a little in awe.
Mont Blanc Bridge
This gave us the most gorgeous views of the Jet d'Eau. Basically a large water fountain & one of the cities most famous landmarks (more on that in day 2).
This here, is a water fountain, just a tad smaller than the Jet d'Eau. They're located across the whole city & is free for anyone to drink from (so are doggy poo bags!!). Or bathe from, as we had to stop and watch a full grown man take a near bath in one of these. I'd never seen anything like this before & safe to say we were more than sceptical. If someone was offering free water in Manchester we would walk the other way. This was fresh & all we drank, constantly filling our water bottle up during our travels. As fresh as it could be, after the mans bathing experience.
The Old Town
The old town of Geneva is lots of gorgeous small streets, filled with beautiful buildings, cafes, shops & resteraunts. It was the place that kind of hit us that we were 'in Switzerland'. It was so gorgeous to explore, I loved getting lost for a little while & uncovering somewhere new.
St Peters Cathedral
This place was incredible. Honestly incredible, we didn't expect it. Inside the actual cathedral was so stunning. As they normally are. I spent a while with my neck craned back, just appreciating the design & architecture of the inside.
But little did we know, at the back (or front) of the cathedral, was a door. Once opened, we saw about a spiralling stair case, going straight up.
After a few hundred stairs, a few stops to pant & take a breath, we made it to the first level. Inside the church & high up, home to a very creepy, dark & slightly eerie level.
Not a place I'd like to be alone in at night, to say the least. The staircase had traffic lights (serious) to allow 'traffic' to come & go from the levels. Once it was on green, we powered up to the top tower. We had no idea what to expect, but it wasn't this. Complete & total panoramic views of the whole city. We spent so long just looking around & taking it all in. Naturally I took around 1000 photos (rough estimate) & my wonderful other half waited so patiently.
By this point we were pretty tired. Our life in our backpacks & feeling slightly like melted plastic from the heat, we began to head back & find our hotel.
To put it simply, I was pretty mesmerised with the view. It was the dreamiest hotel view I could ever imagine. Huge french doors opening onto a balcony decorated with gorgeous red flowers overlooking the river. *All the heart eye emojis*.
I couldn't have been more ecstatic with our view! It was so magical & a real 'pinch me' moment. We stayed at the Hotel des Tourelles. It was pretty perfect.
We had naps, showers & a little chill before having a date night. I say date night, we had Starbucks. Little fact, Geneva is at least 2x the price of the UK. It was such a shock & honetsly made us glad we were only there for two days. A Starbucks sandwich was at least £8, so you can only imagine how much it would have been if we had dinner out! We ate overlooking the river, in slight rain. Swiftly heading back to devour a nutella cookie & watch some Pewdiepie on youtube. We know how to party!