Isn’t this amazing? The reader writes: “Rustic bread, Epesses white wine, cheese selection, olives & pickles. From the balcony in Lausanne, Switzerland overlooking station out towards Evian, France.”
That’s Lake Geneva. I’m reading a great book now, “The Auberge of the Flowering Hearth,” and it’s got me in a very French Alpine state of mind. This image helps.