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May 8, 2004 Saturday

Europe - Day 8 / Geneva, Switzerland

Carouge

Saturday at the Carouge is the place to be to get fresh farm produce and a taste of the flea market. It's a 20-minute tram ride from Gare de Cornavin (city center). I helped myself to some pickled olives before I headed back on foot. Geneva's shortcoming on lack of public washrooms is compensated by the abundance of potable glacier-fed spring water fountains.

Along the way, I passed by Plainpalaise, another flea market. It was cold so I haggled for a toque. I left so many toques in Canada so I felt stupid having to buy another one here, given my limited resources.

Cathedral de St. Pierre
Continuing my walk, I stopped by Old Town again and explored the magnificent Cathedral de St. Pierre. Like most churches in Europe, this is perched atop a hill providing a splendid view of the city and Geneva Lake. I thought it was spared the vestiges of tourism until I saw a F3 admission fee to climb up the tower.

Bresse Chicken
As I walked, I came upon a boucherie selling Bresse Chicken. It is the only living thing in France accorded its own appellation. This chicken lives a life of pampered luxury before it suffers its eventual fate on the dining table. As tempted as I was in getting it for a home roasted dinner, it would have been reckless for me to do so - not at F60 for one raw chicken ($60 Canadian or P2400).

Dinner at the Quigeleys
Ginny and I walked up to John Q's place for dinner. He knows his way around the kitchen. Dinner consisted of pasta, grilled rack of lamb, Bordeaux and Chateauneuf de Pape. He heads up a Franciscan NGO fighting for the right to development. His apartment, which he shares with Jean Luc, provides almost a 360-degree view of the city. Pat and Virginia also joined us. It was interesting to listen to them discuss world affairs from a development and human rights perspective.

--- TheLoneRider