I went to Vevey on the quest to find a swim suit so Roy and I could go to the thermal baths which are a short walk from our place. I had scoured most of the shops in Martigny looking for some kind of swimming outfit but it proved a hard task finding such a summery thing in such a wintery kind of country - especially since summer was fading away quickly. I scoured the many shops in Vevey and eventually I narrowed down my search to a sports store which was selling expensive brands like Adidas and Speedos since I wasn't having much luck elsewhere. I ended up settling on speedos which is kind of weird because I was buying an Australian brand of swimmers in Switzerland with a fairly hefty price tag. I felt rather cheated but satisfied in the fact that I could now go and spend a few hours relaxing in the thermal baths with Roy.
With my new swimmers in my bag I set off to explore the city of Vevey. Another reason for my visit to the beautiful lakeside city was to check out an openair photography exhibition called "Images". I had glimpsed large photos on the sides of buildings on my train rides past Vevey and had wondered what they were, until I found some info on the internet about the exhibition which made me want to go and have a closer look. One thing I love about Switzerland is that they don't skimp on posters, signs and brochures about local events. I found a detailed map of the exhibition in a local art gallery and set off on foot to find the exhibits scattered throughout the town, all the while exploring what the city has to offer. While enroute, I made a quick pitstop in Nestlé to pick up a few boxes of Nespresso so we could test out our coffee machine.
With my new swimmers, some Nespresso, a tin of milo and my map I continued on my merry way keeping my eyes open for photography. Along my journey I found some cool things.
A rather nice location for a relax under a tree. |
Patriotic? |
I followed the directions on the map to a very large, rundown building which was the main host of the exhibition. It was such a great space. I always get mesmerised by old, decrepit buildings. I often wonder that the story is behind their rundown appearance. I think I was more interested in the building than the actually exhibit inside it. There were floors and floors of photography displays and even the old lift shafts were being used to display images.