Geneva in the Snow

The weather remained unwelcoming during the second day of Li’s visit, though the remaining snow brightened the otherwise dreary city. This was my first time showing someone around Geneva, and I felt relieved that I did not have to come up with a very long itinerary thanks to our late breakfast. We started in the centre, walking north along the lake and past the Brunswick Monument to Parc Mon Repos, which I only recently discovered has a small grove of beautiful redwood trees. I started feeling a little cold, but awaiting us were the greenhouses of the nearby botanical garden. The papayas and habaneros were completely ignorant of the snow outside, happily growing out their fruits by the bushel.

Following our stop by the United Nations, we hiked back to the centre to eat lunch, and spent the rest of the afternoon on the southern side of the Rhone. I showed Li and Hannah the Reformation Wall, the Cathedral of Saint Peter, and a few other buildings in the centre, but what seemed to please them the most were the mountains slowly emerging from the clouds. We ended the day early as there is not all that much to see in Geneva, and we spent all our energy eating. 

Redwoods at Parc Mon Repos
A solandra
Inside one of the greenhouses at the botanical garden
A water fountain at the botanical garden
A paperbush
Some kind of pepper
Likely a type of mammilaria
A parodia
An old man's beard
A pitcher-plant
An impatiens
A kohleria
Another pepper

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