Visit to the City

Last week, I went into Geneva to visit a friend and former colleague from my days in the World of Work.  It had been some time since I'd seen her - and her life has changed substantially in the interim.  She is now the proud mother of a bouncing baby boy.  Yes, another Prince entered the world in December 2009.  The little one is now a four-month-old, who appears, at least from our first meeting, to be totally content and at peace with the world.

We set the fountain in the Place du Molard as our meeting place.

The Place du Molard is a traditional meeting area in Geneva's Left Bank, full of cafes and restaurants.  The day was overcast, with some of the overcast likely containing some ash residue from the volcanic eruption in Iceland.  And because the trees hadn't yet leafed out, it didn't quite have the same "ambiance" or crowds as it will later on.

The Place du Molard is next to the most glitzy, ritzy shopping areas in the city.  Right across the street from the fountain, one begins the climb into Geneva's "Old Town."

The new Little Prince enjoyed the fresh air, but apparently did not find our conversation too scintillating.

I really LOVE being a Grandmom - even if it's only for an afternoon.  The real grandmoms actually live in the Czech Republic, although they both have been to visit.  After all, anyone who can resist something as sweet as this has to have a heart of stone.  And they most certainly do not have hearts of stone.

It was fun to visit, to reconnect with a dear friend, and to see the pride of New Proud Mom B, her joy in her special Little Prince, and the hope for the future these little ones represent.