The End

We had to fit in as much fun as possible, so on our way to Geneva where we would catch our plane home, we stopped at the Chillion Castle, which is situated on the shores of Lake Geneva. It is a medieval castle and is listed as the most visited historical site in Switzerland. 

 Early the next morning Jenny flew home. We have missed her ever since. Jenny was perfect at keeping any child happy, thinking of game after game and story after story, comforting even the most distraught child, staying happy and optimistic at all times and pretending that nothing difficult or unpleasant was ever happening. We love Jenny and feel so lucky to have had her all to ourselves for five weeks.

 Our last day in Europe was spent in Geneva. The highlight was the Jet d'eau, or water fountain that shoots water 450 feet into the air. A jetty takes daring people out to the water spout. If the breeze changes even the slightest direction, in less than a second, anyone near is suddenly drenched. I was the unlucky one who was caught in the water. Steve and the kids successfully made it past. I was the last in the group, not even a few feet behind. When they turned around, I was dripping head to toe. Steve gave me a look of, "How could you have drenched yourself!" I shot a look back of, "Do you really think that I would choose this?" and then we all laughed. On our way back, of course the breeze shifted again and Emilie, Annie and I were sprayed. Soaking, we made our way back to the car to find clothes to change into before we left to catch our flight.