Lucky Strike

I moved overseas a couple of times with work - sometimes you strike lucky, and sometimes you strike very lucky.

 

We managed to bag the rental of this just-refurbished 100 year old apartment in the Champel district of Geneva which came with original parquet floors, French-style doors, and what I seem to remember as a 12 foot curtain drop. The lift too was in the old open French style. We were lucky because plenty of Swiss were hankering after it, but the owner clearly decided the company I worked for had deeper pockets and would be a better credit risk.

 

This was taken in 2005 - not too long before we would up sticks again and move to the US Deep South. So out went the smart suits and ties, and in came the short sleeves and khaki slacks - much more my style.

 

Inevitably you adapt your lifestyle to a new environment and I did miss a lot of things about Switzerland, yet oddly the most enduring one was my daily commute on the number 3 trolley bus.

 

All credit to Mrs H for dressing the room.

Sorry, no trains in this one.

 

Taken with a borrowed Canon EOS 350D

8th May 2005

Done