I Am Number 13 is breathing just shy of 60,000 words. My brain has been squeezed and smacked and wrung out. With a couple of days to go in my residency, I decided to let the book rest and get out of my cell. Geneva has a vibrant gallery scene. In the picture above, I’m window shopping for art and maps in the old city.
I loved this Rodin-esque sculpture in the St Pierre Cathedral plaza.
Detail of the St Pierre Cathedral spire.
Little passageways like this one are abundant in Geneva’s old city. I think I explored most of them, because I couldn’t resist where they might lead.
John Calvin lived in the house on the left, but I was taken with the fountains spangled with flowers around the old city.
During my residency, I’ve befriended Nina’s art assistant Jonathan.
He is a recent graduate of art school in Geneva. He gave me several insider recommendations for getting the most from my Swiss adventure.
- Eat fera, a lake fish unique to Lake Geneva. Actually, Jonathan told me to take the ferry from Nyon to Yvoire in France and buy fera from fishermen there. It’s half the price in France, even with the ferry ride. I wasn’t sure I’d get to Yvoire, so I ate this fera at Au Pied De Cochon in Geneva’s old city.
- When buying Swiss cheese, it’s best to follow the flies. The more flies, the better the cheese, especially if greeted by an old woman with a mustache. I haven’t tried this recommendation. Yet.
On my way out, I couldn’t resist standing in the middle of trafficless Rue de Mont Blanc and snapping my photo. I’m a sweaty mess, but I had a lovely day wandering Geneva with my purged brain.
The book I’m working on now is a sequel to the others in the Nowhere Series so if you haven’t read the first two – go get them now!