Toblerone for breakfast

A few photos from our long weekend in Lausanne, Switzerland. This was disguised as a weekend of running, but once our races were over, it quickly degenerated into an excuse for demolishing Lindt chocolate by the cake load (new favourite is the Fig & caramel!).

We took a beautiful drive around the vineyards alongside Lake Geneva on Saturday. It was a spectacular day but the sunshine in the photos hides the fact that a freezing wind roared up the lake all day and was a bit restrictive. I was pretty relieved to survive my first attempt at driving a right hand drive car on the right hand side of the road and equally as relieved to ward off some stern directions from my co-driver.

After gladly booming the freebies at the pre-race "pasta party", we watched with relief to see the Springboks lift the Rugby World Cup and then an early night before our race.

Gaybs started first at 10am in the 1/4 marathon and carved up in her international debut running for New Zealand. I had to wait until 1:30pm for the half marathon to start. It was a fantastic run along the shore of the lake and through some local villages with bands and good local support along the way so there wasn't much opportunity to dwell on being broken.

After the run we drove out to Gruyeres to have dinner with the Cruickshank gang and promptly put back on all the calories we had just lost by stuffing ourselves full of cheese fondue. I, of course purchased the obligatory kick ass army knife with all the trimmings that I will never use but for a man who has grown up with Macgyver, that is not a problem.

Drive around the vines:

Hanging out on the lake front with my beloved motorway visible in the background:

Gabrielle is easy to spot, one of the only people not in lycra!

To some these are just photos of animals in a paddock with bells on. To me this is a complete mystery.

Views of Gruyeres at sunset, with the cheese fondue at Le Chalet:

Dining with Jason, H, Lucy, Lana, Dan and G.