Sunday, March 2, 2008

A Visit to Evian

We spent this past weekend in Evian, France. We took an hour train ride to Lausanne, which is about the middle of the Lake. Geneva is at the south-western tip of Lake Leman. In Lausanne we boarded a boat for a ride across the lake to Evian. Evian is famous for (What else?) Evian water. It is also a resort town with thermal baths. It is like Baden Baden in Germany. These places became popular around the late 1800's to early 1900's as vacation spots with thermal baths, opulent hotels and a grand casino. Many of the old buildings remain and the places still draw large crowds in the summer, but are pretty quiet during the rest of the year. The road along the lake is the only flat road in the town. From the lake, the town rises pretty quickly up the mountain-side. It is the site of the Evian Master's Golf Course which hosts an European Women's golf event I believe. On our way over it was cloudy and rainy and we couldn't see just how magnificent the Alps are as they appear to rise up out of the lake. On the way back we were blessed to have a beautiful sunny day.
We stayed here at the Hilton which has a nice spa.
View across the lake to Lausanne (you have to look closely to see the buildings of the town)
A great example of Art Deco--notice the tiled roof and the stained glass windows
Hotel de Ville. In France, the Hotel de Ville is what they call the city hall. It's not really a hotel at all.

Evian is full of interesting architecture from the late 1800's to early 1900's.
These mountains are on the Evian bottled water label. There is another row of mountains behind these, but the clouds kept them hidden for the most part.

1 comment:

Doug and Cecile said...

Hi Mary and Steve,

Where are the pictures of YOU!! do you go to church in the same place every Sunday or do you try a new place every week? Are you near the Temple? We would love that temple because it's built exactly like the New Zealand Temple. Loved your beautiful pictures. France is a glorious place--we always loved every part of it that we saw. Love, Cecile