Because Maurice and I are basically all finished packing we decided to do a little trip to Annecy right across the Swiss border not far from Geneva. We were married in a small village close to this beautiful city and I love going back to visit again.
An abundance of swans can be found there too. On our visit right before we got married there were two black swans. I don’t know where they went. While there we visited Maurice’s aunt who helped us put our wedding together. She worked for thirty years or so in a restaurant and as a result has really bad feet but, even worse, now has to be on an oxygen machine due to years of being around second hand smoke which is really a bummer. Maurice’s Uncle, soon to be 90, seemed pretty spry. When we married he had a girl friend that was younger than I am. He walks with crutches due to being shot by an evacuating German as he rounded a corner in Nice and spent a couple of years in a hospital as a result.
We went up to the village, Allonzier la Cailles, to have a look around and found it much changed. We saw a cousin of Maurice’s and he invited us into his house where we found ourselves eating sauccison and drinking white wine at 10:30 AM. We had to be polite, right?