After the lack of sleep I found myself hitting the snooze
button until 9am when I finally dragged myself out of bed, packed up the van
and hit the road on a 5 ½ hour drive to Lake Geneva, Switzerland. This ended up
extending to 6 ½ hours thanks to the satnav taking me down 4 different roads in
the same town which were too tight to fit the van through, F@#kk!! That 6 ½ hours did also include a quick coffee and pee break of course!
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| Truckin' to Geneva, Switzerland |
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| Looking like a truck driver |
I arrived at the campsite around
5pm excited to see the lake, the campsite was nice apart from the fact we were
all packed in like sardines. I setup the awning and went for a walk to see the glorious lake. I took a walk towards
Lausanne-Ouchy realising Geneva itself is actually a good 40 miles away from my
current location! I still loved it here, so many people were out swimming,
jogging, cycling, sessioning the skatepark, playing volleyball, slacklining
there was so much going on. On my way back to the van I spotted a couple
slacklining across the lake. I could not miss this opportunity, I walked down
the pontoon to their start point and some awkward conversation was made due to my lack of French and their lack of English but away I was.
I couldn’t walk along it mind, I got a few steps in but I really struggled.
Surely a bit of water isn’t that scary?
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| View of the Lake from the campsites pontoon. |
An hour or so later I decided to
leave them to it. I don’t know what made me stop at that point but it was a
good job, as I looked down I noticed blood oozing out of a 2-3cm gash on my
leg. I can only assume the slackline slit me as I fell off it. I slapped some
savlon on it and cracked open a beer and relaxed. Oh and by the time I got
back to the van I also had big blisters between my toes from them bloody
flipflops.
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