GENEVA

There is an odd feeling that comes with living somewhere, a sense of familiarity that sometimes masks how little of the place you may actually know, and how much of its beauty you tend to overlook. I understand this to be a common feeling, yet I can't help but wonder why it takes the first time visit of a relative or friend to ignite that desire to really see the city and therefore to take the time to discover it in a new light, share its secrets and explore it anew. Competing in my mind with the likes of London and Paris (both cities I have also lived in and still consider as 'home'), Geneva is easily dismissed.

And then comes a moment when you are reminded of how special a place it can be. This evening walk by the lake did just that; reigniting my love for this sometimes boring but always breathtakingly beautiful city.