Day 4

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Again, full of expectation, I woke up early and started fantisizing about the road ahead. Radu and Caroline eventually showed up at Dominique's appartment, we had some breakfast, and went off to Chamonix. After a painfully slow drive through Geneva centre, and a loong stop, we finally managed to hit the freeway and head towards Chamonix. Once there, it was picture time.

I had the luck to catch Mont Blank without any clouds. Chamonix is a beautiful little village, with some amazing views.

Radu (right) poses with the glacier water.

Radu's wife Caroline hides in my shadow. I could make some money that way with my large profile ..

If the mountain doesn't come to Mohammed, well than Mohammed is going to have to ride his bike to the mountain.

Dominique would rather hold his son than attack a juicy steak. The first 15 minutes or so..  after that, the son went to mummy and he started thinking about nutrition again.

Before we left, we heard some screams from the glacier river. Some people were having a manhood ritual in the zero degree water.

One last shot of Mont Blanc, and we're off to conquer the mountains. First was the Great St Bernard Pass, where the monks still breed the St Bernard dogs, which by the way look nothing like the original short haired ones, which look a lot like Grand Danois. St Bernard pass was amazing. Arid, bumpy, narrow, and with an amazing view at the top.

On the camera side you're on Swiss territory, and on the other side is Italy. Of course, since it was after 17:00 PM, the customs office was closed, so we just rolled by.

I got screwed buying the water, it was 8,5 CHF, about 7€ for 1 liter, and the water from the sink probably tasted a lot better.

At the bottom of the pass, a nice Italian camping appeared, so we pulled in. I managed to crack my intercom, so my friend Radu started glueing and duct-taping it. In the mean time I got some beers and opened the manual for my newly purchased tent, which by the way didn't even hold for 5 minutes. The floor broke, and you could see the sky through the seems. I was lucky it didn't rain ..

Above: at the Italian camping

Below: Broken tent

We had some dinner at the neighbourhood restaurant, accompanied by some beers. Nice way to end the evening.

We met a nice Swiss guy, Alex, who coached us a bit. Where to go, where not to go. Great stuff, since we didn't really know what was a "must-see". Thanks Alex !