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Weekend in Geneva: Guyere fondue and three bottles of wine

Weekend in Geneva: Guyere fondue and three bottles of wine

After the afternoon nap at our big bed at Hotel Manotel Kipling, we met up with fellow Filipina blogger Grace of Coffe Chat with Perpie. We met in Holland a year ago and I called her up for dinner and drinks.

We walked around Old Town a bit, passed by the popular landmarks but our stomach were already leading the way for us. I asked Grace if we can eat local so she suggested Les Antiquaires, a no-nonsense Suisse restaurant in Gran Rue. It was a lovely spring night, the weather was warm enough to dine outside and we had a beautiful view of some old buildings in this part of Geneva.

We started with Gruyere fondue – my first time to eat cheese this way. Guyere cheese mixed with Emmentaler (another Swiss cheese)  is melted on a pot called caquelon and served with chunks of baguette. This  can be eaten as a full meal because of it’s heaviness of the cheese and is  usually paired with white wine, cider and sometimes even tea. My husband and I did not want to order a bottle of white because we knew that we will be eating red meat for dinner. Outnumbered, Grace conceded on the cheese fondue as apettizer with a bottle of red wine. I’m sure food snobs will find that “unacceptable”.

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Weekend in Geneva: The trip so far

Weekend in Geneva: The trip so far

I’ve waited for weeks to finally escape my busy workplace at least for a weekend. And finally this morning, my husband and I flew to Geneva, Switzerland for a weekend trip, thanks to last KLM’s  Superfly offer which allowed us to fly for less than €200

We have booked a 6am flight. To  save ourselves the stress of an early flight, I booked a double room at Yotel Hotel in Schipol and planned to take the train to save us parking fee. I thought that paying €100 for a smooth departure is worth it. Unfortunately I did not consider the fact that I have a meeting on a Friday at my favorite bar so the chance of getting hammered was high. And indeed, the stress-free night that I had planned was ruined when I decided to drown myself in cocktails. We ended up spending at least €200 including the parking fee because I couldn’t haul  my drunken ass to the train station anymore. We only had 4 hours of sleep and thankfully we had made it in the nick of time at the boarding gate. The plane was only half full so it gave me at least an hour to calm my senses and come out of that bad hangover.

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