Jardin Botanique, Genève (Botanic Garden)

This is a must see in Geneva, really huge.
Due to the transitional period between autumn and summer, the leaves are full of colours!! A lonely cartoon stature sitting quietly under the trees, is he smiling to his visiters?

Second Malaysian I met in Geneva

So I guess fate does play its role.
There is another Malaysian at the hospital in the same unit.
I met her during the morning round. She told my consultant that she was born in Malaysia. EVeryone looked at me as I am Malaysian too standing next to her.
I then visited her after she was transfered out of ICU. Kindly she invited me to join her for best Indian curry in Geneva! Of course, she will be the chef!

She has a beautiful heart, spending her time caring for handicapped people. Yes, our world needs more kind hearts like hers. And put it into action to benefit the unfortunate group.

Sure I will visit you for the best curry!
Make your recovery a speedy one! We will spend more time knowing each other.

The first Malaysian I met in Geneva- at the hospital

I did not expect this could actually happen, but it did. Surprisingly.
While I was having my lunch as usual in the staffs' tearoom, having a chat with a nurse and we went into the discussion of origins of our countries. She told me that her patient is a Malaysian too. I was surprised. In these few months in Geneva, I have not yet met any Malaysian and the first one I was going to meet happened in the hospital!
After having work at hands done, I accelerated my steps to the last chamber of the unit where the "Malaysian" was admitted to. An asian face caught my attention with his nurse at his side whom I was speaking to during the lunch time. She said that I was at the right place. I flipped through his file to get an idea of what he had before approaching him.
He woke up from his sleep, greeting me in French. I waited awhile and asked him for his origin in English, and he said "Malaysia". I answered: me too! He warmly shaked my hand without realizing I was the doctor in the unit. We chatted for a while. He appeared very tired, but he tried his best to speak to me.
What a surprise that life could bring to us!
I was the first Malaysian he met in Geneva in 2.5 years.
None of us expected it could happen in the hospital, the least-wished place where people meet for the first time.
I wish that he would make speedy recovery, and enjoy what he used to do as a life traveler.
And I think he will.

Gruyère 格呂耶尔

The Gruyère cheese is a very famous cheese in Switzerland and France, however, those cheeses are different in these 2 countries. The Gruyère town in Switzerland is a charming place with its preserved middle aged architectures and breathtaking landscapes, with cows resting on the green grass, ringing the bells on their neck each time they move. Such a dream place! J'adore Gruyère! Magnifique!!