Evian to Bellegarde via St Gervais

Today started with a really open hearted and smiling encounter with a Patisseierie who shook my hand and vowed "Vive the difference' when I pointed out the only mineral water in his frigo was Perrier the "other" brand and then we decided vive la France was a better term especially as we'd just spent two nights in la France 'otel.
I've really enjoyed Evian even if the rides were out and back and steep, the place has some good memories and a beautiful mist descends.
So unabashed we push our bikes up the hill to the gare intending to reach Geneve and pursue our original goal of cycling in the south of France as did i mention that 13 degrees are predicted for Evian this week? Arriving with an hour to spare we queue only to be told the train is broke and to frantically get into a bus which is already late...haha are we getting good or what we had the bikes underboard the bus in 3 minutes and were onboard in less than another...off to Annamasse where the bus ride ends after some very tight and busy highway which I'm glad we did not venture upon...only to board the wrong train haha well the right train going to the wrong place as Sheila's says....After an hour and a half of wonderful scenery and lying down room on the rather empty train we reach the terminus way up in the snowy alps....way up......and yes the train is returning to Bellegarde which is where we actually have to be to get to Bordeaux via Paris.....well how to be psychic even when you can;t understand a word of it.....
Two star in Bellgrarde 50mtres from the sterile and very new and wonderfully big station we are now within reach tomorrow of Bordeaux providing that is that spychic intervention does not occur again....
On the way we are greeted by the crazy conducteur with lime green glasses who'd run yes run across South america with only a backpack for company....next run Australia so we were of interest for a 20 minute conversation. Then the cool Chamonix para glider who offered to show us laptop videos of his friend falling to his death at a recent competition.....hang gliding competitions whoee you can keep that one. I'd rather work my way around mineral water lakes with famous people sculpted in bronze all the way around....and now to discover la Stupenda was only minutes away as we rode and she fell...we shall toast her lovely voice and good humor tonight.....