Went hiking up the Jura Mountains the other day with my friend Maarten. Going to the mountains is the only manner of staying sane in Geneve during the grey grey grey grey grey wintertime. It’s the Brouillard, and sometimes you don’t see the sun for weeks. Everyone gets grumpy. But the cure is is just to go up, as we did:
You can see the soup of clouds behind and below me, underneath which is Geneve and Lac Leman. We did a little slipping and sliding, but overall had a great time in the sunshine at 1500 meters, when it was dark and dreary at 400 meters. Just one of the things one does around here when not banging away on the laptop or in a meeting (or both).
