Sunday meant we had to go home sadly, but not after we met up with Georgetown's very own Alice Antunes, who had just recently moved to Lausanne from Paris. It was lovely to see her smiling face (and cute dog) as the 4 of us walked down to Ouchy, Lausanne's port on the lake. What a bummer - unlike the day before, today was cloudless and sunny - a much better day to hike. But oh well...
So we decided to walk back up the enormous hill (something the locals evidently NEVER do) toward the train station, said goodbye to Alice, ate lunch at a pizza place (expensive as always), and then said goodbye to our lovely host Anna before MT and I went to the train station. There we caught a direct train (3 1/2 hours) to Paris, where we walked around for an hour, hoping to get some famous Berthillon ice cream on Ile de Saint Louis, but the line was outrageously long.
The two train stations we were in in Paris were jammed pack with people, likely Parisiens coming back from vacation. It was amazing how crowded it was.
And so we caught the slow train back to Tours - and returned around 8:30pm. A lovely trip overall.
I returned to find myself with a new housemate - a nice 60-year-old woman from the German part of Switzerland whose French is fortunately worse than mine. :)
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