Geneva

Just back from a short break in Geneva. The weather was brilliant. Warm spring sunshine contrasted by snow on the mountains surround the Lake.

I didn't do anything I planned, opting to go with my guts which took me to Montreux and Chateau Chillon (pictured), then up into the mountains by train.

I spent this morning in an adorable suburb of Geneva called Carouge where an antique doll caught my eye. It may still be there waiting for me when I next visit and I'm a bit richer.

A trip like this is a great way of testing out the extent of my emotional sobriety. It wasn' t that good to start, but at least putting myself under the pressure of travelling alone somewhere new means that I know where I need to do more work. I'm an awful people pleaser when I think I'm out of my depth!