Our last post was my first view of the alps, looking west-southwest as our plane started to line up along the French-Swiss border for its final dawn approach to land in Geneva. Thanks to an ungodly-early departure from my home on Thursday (after a late return from a delightful bassoon recital with Sam the prior evening), we arrived in viewing proximity to this magnificence at just the right time to enjoy that pre-sunrise glow without having to deal with the glare of el sol shining directly into the phone’s lens. These were taken the following day after a meeting downtown, when I got to see Mt. Blanc rising behind the city – last month when I was there the clouds were too to experience this, though friends told me it happened often. Wow.
(so much world, so little time....) 
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