On our way to Chamonix



We had a wonderful time at Jean-Paul's house.  He had us over for lunch on our way to Chamonix.  His father is charming and a World War II veteran.  His father's caretaker made us a grand lunch and has octopi in formaldehyde in her bedroom!






Can you hear the cow bells?




Our first glimpse of the white capped mountains of Chamonix


1 comment:

  1. Vorrei uccidere per avere delle viste come quelli.

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