Like the lamp post in The Lion, The Witch, And The Wardrobe, a light on the Montreux walking path alongside Lake Geneva provides a beacon to guide the way.
Having finished our presentation to the WTC General Assembly in Geneva, our small group travels to the other end of Lake Geneva, to the town of Montreux – home to the famous Montreux Jazz Festival, which is now in its 38th year.
Along the way, we almost lose two of the group, as the change of trains in Lausanne comes quicker than expected. We reconnect and, in our haste, end up on the slow train from Lausanne to Montreux. We stop in each little town, arriving at Montreux just before dark. A colleague from the digital media consulting part of my life lives here, having moved from Sacramento just the year before. Her family greets us, shows us the view across the lake from their apartment window and then suggests a walk along the lake.
We walk for about an hour, reaching Chillon shortly after nightfall, its battlements lit by electric spotlights reminiscent of torchlight on these same walls as Chillon repelled medieval attacks.
