As always, a long road trip

I love to drive and I’m bad at planning short trips. I never miss a chance to fit more stops and places to visit into an already bulging time line regardless of my passenger tolerance for extra hours spent inside an automobile. 

This morning was spend in large part driving to the Alps, mostly on the lightly traveled French super-highway, that aren’t cheap but, like the rest of the highway we traveled on, are very well designed and maintained. 

We went to visit our cousins, not far from the shores of Geneva Lake and had a wonderful time. Our get together actually went so overboard time-wise that it messed up our next appointment with a former schoolmate eager to meet us in Sallanches at the bottom of Mont-Blanc (the town where Dynastar skis are made!)

The mountain was still standing there in its imposing, formidable mass, albeit much grayer than usual. The place we stayed was in Saint-Roch accessible through a narrow, steep, winding road. This was the last day of good weather we had enjoyed so far. Tomorrow rain would be in the forecast.