We got up early to get the train to Gruyere… And changed our minds en route to stopping at Romont instead of going on. It was a good decision. The views along the way were gorgeous as always:
The town has a medieval wall still around most of the Old town. We got there around 9.15 and then walked up into the town towards the castle. It was quite a climb past some cows, too.
The castle is hosting a stained glass museum. It didn’t open to 10 so we went back out for some coffee, after taking some photos of the castle itself, obviously:
The display was beautiful and quite interesting. The stained glass and reverse painting was pretty amazing.
After that we headed back to the tower for photos and then wandered back through to the other end of town before heading back to the train station by way of a walk along the ramparts.
We got the train back to Lausanne and I was determined to get a photo of a beautiful castle that I’d missed on the way to Romont. I found it’s called Castle d’Oron, according to Google Maps:
Once in Lausanne, we walked down to Ouchy to the harbour. There were some lovely buildings along the way – reminded me very much of the French Riviera:
There was something going on, involving soccer – little figurines on the ceiling of the Metro station:
We bought ourselves some rolls again, along with a drink, and got in the boat for the slow trip to Yvoire in France. There’s a few lovely little towns along the way:
Yvoire itself was absolutely stunning, though extremely touristy. We only had 40 minutes before having to get the boat onwards to Geneva, so we walked around quickly and took lots of photos. I think we saw everything there was to see, however! At least, things you didn’t have to pay admission for:
We got back on the boat – at least there wasn’t the queues we saw for the boat we got off! That looked awful! There were a few little views along the way from Yvoire to Geneva, especially of the Jet, iconic Geneva:
We got to Geneva around 6.30 and got off at the wrong jetty, but it was better that way – the English Garden still had the festival running and the whole end of town was just crawling with people. We decided to go back in the direction of the old town where we had dinner the previous night and have it at this lovely little restaurant under a tree (Le Perron). They served the best steak with creamy morel sauce. Yummo! After that we headed back to the hotel – it was supposed to be an early night but still turned into around 9pm. It was a bit more of a relaxing day than the previous day though!