memories!

I hate nostalgia. It's a shame that at the moment we still have to talk about the Vag in the past tense.

The above piccie catches some of the random atmosphere that makes Leysin so important. The Cog at Feyday in a light fall of snow at night. I rarely bothered with a car in Leysin as public transport was so brilliant. The Cog was always great fun, and I always seemed to bump into someone I knew whenever I rode on it. We're off to Leysin in just over four weeks time, staying at the Centrale Residence. I can't wait ...