Leaving Nyon.

It's almost like a mini-San Francisco, and as we were walking back to the lake where we parked our bikes, this was one of the streets we walked down. This old village is built on a tiny bluff, raised maybe 100 meters above the lake, and therefore the streets are pretty hilly. You can see the French alps on the other side of the lake in the background. The locals were relaxing at their windows, or sitting on the stairs with their dogs, looking at the tourists milling around outside their apartments.
It was time to get back on the roads to do some riding, so we said Good-Bye to Nyon... I can't wait to go back and spend more time there.