A/N: Hi there! First off, I’ll like to apologize for missing the last 3 scheduled posts, got caught up a little in work. Nevertheless, I’ll try to make it up over the weekend, and have more posts coming your way on Patreon soon!
I rode the No.5 bus from the Palace of Nations back into downtown Geneva (or what I assumed was downtown Geneva), alighting near the Rue de la Croix Rouge.
My goal in the area was the Cafe du Bourg-de-Four, as it was nearing lunchtime and I’ve heard plenty of good reviews regarding the aforementioned cafe. The place wasn’t that hard to find, though the area was a little more quiet than what I had expected.
Besides being well known for its cafes and shopping, the Place du Bourg-de-Four, from which the cafe draws its name from, is Geneva’s oldest square. It does have a nice ‘old town’ sort of atmosphere to it. However, be a little cautious on the prices there, especially for food.
Continuing up the Rue de l’Hôtel-de-Ville, there were plenty of art and decorations stores in the area, as well as several buildings which I assume held offices for the local government, judging by the plaques on their doorways. Taking a side street to the right, I came across something that I wasn’t expecting, but recognized nonetheless.
I’m by no means a fan of art, in fact the first time I read about Christie’s was in a spy novel. But it is kind of surreal to actually bump into something that you’ve only read about, but never seen before.
Further down the road from Christie’s was the St Pierre Cathedral. By this stage, I had pretty much ditched my drafted plans and was free-roaming around. Coming across the cathedral was purely luck.
Many of the cathedrals that I visited had archaeological sites beneath them, and this one was no different. You can spot the entrance to the site in the picture above. It’s through the gated stairs beneath the large window.
I didn’t visit the archaeological site, but I did take a short trip of the cathedral itself.
Beside the cathedral was another International Museum of the Reformation. Not sure what it exhibits. For me, it was just a passing interest.
Ducking through several paths and alleys, I came upon a couple terraces overlooking the streets below. There were some people having their lunch beneath the cherry blossom trees, which reminds me: You might even find more cherry blossoms in Europe than you would in Japan.
By then, it was well into lunchtime and my stomach was growling rather uncomfortably, so I hastened to find some food, and voila: I came upon the Taverne de la Madeleine.
I’ll end this post with a map of my route through the old town area Geneva. Next up, the Taverne de la Madeleine!