Annecy.

For the first time since August, I felt like I could have been in America.

Driving along the coast of Annecy Lake in the Alps, I had the impression that I could be back in New York, driving to a lake house we used to go to.

But the moment was fleeting, and I soon found myself standing on the dock, taking in the fresh mountain air before getting ninja-kicked by my host brother.

The purpose of this petit sejour to Annecy  was, primarily, for my host mom to run the semi-marathon and also to visit her brother.

On the 7 hour car ride there, we took a pit stop at Pont-du-Gard, which is a Roman aqueduct.

The rest of the weekend was spent with the other people running the marathon, just enjoying being in such a beautiful place.

 

We also went paddling boating too which was a major highlight.

The climax of the trip happened at the very end and will be the next post because it’s really that special.