Holiday Still, Geneva!

IMG_9550I know, Christmas season is over and done with it but I thought I would share a few pictures I took of Geneva at the time. Although, it wasn’t Paris, Milan or New York City, synonymous to Christmas exuberance, there were still sparkles of light and decor around the city to utter holiday.

IMG_9526The decor at Hotel President Wilson, simple, elegant and beautiful.

IMG_9531Named after the former US President, Woodrow Wilson, and adjacent to the Palais Wilson, currently the headquarters of the United Nations High Commission for Human Rights, this refined property overlooks Lac Leman (Lake Geneva) and boasts the most expensive suite in the world.

IMG_9543The Royal Penthouse suite costs SF75,000 (€58,000) (USD $58,000) per night and has had numerous Heads of State and celebrities enjoy its luxury. Opened in 1963, the hotel has been a member of the Luxury Collection of Starwood Hotels and Resorts since 2000 and was extensively renovated in 2010. (Source http://www.businesstraveller.com)

IMG_9532Yeah, I can just imagine me paying (USD $58,000) for a hotel room per night.

IMG_9534Opposite side Lac Leman (Lake Geneva)

IMG_9536The tip of the building.

What Are They Doing To Good Ole Saint Nicholas?

IMG_0436Santa Claus may be rolling on his grave. Oh wait. He is not really dead. He is a make-believe dude living in our fantasies who goes around homes every 24 months or so delivering gifts to a less suspecting crowd, kids. Yes, it is my story and I am sticking to it.

IMG_0437Yeah, it is his legs alright but was there a need to scare the beegees out of us? Huh, no. Fool me. I can just imagine. It could potentially spell nightmare to a little kid. Seriously, isn’t there a better decor? The vehicle is probably upset at its owner. Which car wants to have an old dude two legs hanging behind his tail during Christmas?

Poor Santa. He had no say on this one. Could not even offer a gift, oops bribery. He must have been tired from delivering all those gifts around the hood and without help… Mama mia, where is the reindeer when you need it anyway?

Let’s Do It Again In 330 Days

Say isn’t so, it is official, the holidays are over! Since, this is a leap year and there are 366 days, and considering that most of us put our trees up right after Thanksgiving, see you approximately in 330 days.

Putting christmas decorations is a walk in the park, taking them down is another matter. Just ask some of my neighbors, christmas lights and wreaths are still up but in some corners, they are finally coming down.

Personally, I need therapy. I don’t seem to let go of mine as they have become works of art, the emblem of laziness in every corner of my house. Taking my time off course, that’s better – my consolation prize. Hopefully, I will be done by week’s end.

In the neighborhood, some Christmas trees have found their own demise.

Abandoned by the time machine.

Dumped like trash. Oops, they are trash!

Finding beautiful corners to rest!

Sniff, sniff, do I miss it at all?! Off course, I do! I miss the hoopla, the commercials, the craziness at the malls, the traffic, the sales, the lines, the fights. I miss the feel in the air, the decor, the songs, the bright lights. I miss the awesome, beautiful, funny cards and gift papers. I miss, miss, miss… everything and nothing!

Yes, I don’t miss anything other than the gifts I did not receive or the ones I did not give, the parties I attended or the ones I did not attend, the gatherings I was invited to and the ones I was not invited to, the calls I received and the ones I did not receive, the postings on Facebook, on Twitter or the emails wishing me a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year; ooff, I am tired!

Yeah, I am done, until the next fiesta in the calendar which is Amore. I should have saved all my red napkins from the office Christmas party, they could have come handy. Hope Santa Claus, oops, my significant other will be good to me. Gee, somehow I smell Victoria Secret and roses, which color it doesn’t matter and an awesome card. I will see you the day after Thanksgiving when corporate offices and gusto will remind us again that it is time for the madness to begin all over again.