Chateau de Fontager

 After leaving Lucerne we headed back into France. Before we crossed over, the tour guide and bus driver decided to do a little detour because the weather had been so crap the other day. They took us into Geneva for a proper lunch stop. We had a little walk around and ate fresh sandwiches filled with meat that they shaved infront of you, and cheese in massive wheels that they cut. Jen, our tour guide, said that it was the third most expensive city to live in after Tokyo and Moscow. Our sandwiches set us back about 10CHF each, and when we were walking along the street they had little takaway carts with a meal deal of burger, fries and a drink for 17 CHF!
It was a long drive to the Chateau but we got in just before 5pm. It was simply stunning, if not a little bit creepy. Our rooms were all really different and to put it kindly, you can't be a room winner every time. At the Chateau me and Sunny could only laugh at the room. It was two single beds that were usually a king, that had been moved about a centimetre apart from one another. The plug jacks were all hanging off the walls and the TV was missing. The bathroom had something similar to Grandads old shower, no shower curtain, and what we initially thought was a bedait (?) but we couldn't figure it out. We decided that it might be a urinal instead... who knows.

The grounds outside were stunning, and the chateau itself looked like something out of the Omen movies. That was later confirmed when i went to the bar for a drink and there was a black dog that looked half labrador lying by the feet of its owner. I approached it slowy with the back of my hand and it went absolutely nato, hackels raised, barking, baring teeth. The owner moved it away, but it was not a happy doggy with all the people about. It kept barking at everyone. I think it was an old dog and was probably protective of the little girl with them. Who knows. I avoided the dog after that.

Today we had a long drive to Barcelona, across the Piryanese mountains. It was very beautiful. I got to try out my Hola's at a pitstop too. We all bought alcohol for tonight. Apparently Christmas eve goes off in Barcelona so we all heading into the clubs. It was warmer here too, so I might get away with my clubbing dress and wool jacket.