So when we left off, we'd arrived in Annecy and checked into our apartment, rented via VRBO.com. You can see pictures of it here, because naturally I forgot to take any, and after three days here with the kids, it's a wreck. But it's a great little apartment; very lived-in with toys in the kids' bedrooms and a beautiful view of downtown. We headed out to find dinner in La Vielle Ville; the old village.
|Weirdos be weirdin'. She specifically asked me to take this shot.|
Le Freti to try it ourselves.
|One also steals fondue from one's children.|
This is when I should mention that I never sleep well when I travel. I suffer from insomnia pretty regularly anyway, but new environments, new beds, and the stress that always accompanies travel makes it a lot worse. Of course, being a grown-ass woman, I come prepared for this with sleeping pills, a sleep mask, and a white noise app.
None of which worked on our first night in Annecy. Between insomnia and sharing a full-sized bed with my very sweet, very snore-y husband, I was lost. Around midnight I took a quarter of a sleeping pill. At 1:30, still restless and miserable, I took another quarter. Finally at 3:00 in the morning I took the final half of the pill and managed to sleep for about four hours before the kids woke me up for the day. Here is the result of four hours' sleep and a sleeping pill hangover:
I drove us, through heavy traffic and half a dozen villages, for nearly two hours looking for a place to park near a beach. Every single lot was full, every beach promised to be beautiful but calm was completely full of tourists by 10:30 a.m. on this particular Thursday. I wound up hungry, exhausted, and behind the wheel at noon, ready to finally acquiesce to Josh's good judgment and head back to our apartment. Never let the exhausted adult make the key decisions. Or drive, come to think of it.
On our way back into town though, I decided to try just one more municipal beach - and it worked! There was a parking spot with our name on it, room at the beach, and a table at the beachside restaurant. The food was forgettable but fresh, and the beach was absolutely breathtaking.
|She was a big hit with our dining neighbors.|
|There is little in the world that makes this kid as happy as "multi fruits" juice!|
Josh and Lincoln stayed in the lake nearly the whole time, loving every minute. They are the little dots in front of the dock, as Lincoln was more comfortable closer to shore.