Day passes are an excellent way to travel in Switzerland. With a 40 Swiss franc day pass, one can travel the length and breadth of Switzerland in any of their public transport systems, be it the bus, the train or the ferry. These day passes have to be booked in advance, otherwise they pretty much get sold out. So anyway, we (me and Nam) had two day passes and we decided to check out Jaun waterfalls which is a few hours from Geneva. My brother dropped us off in Bouchet, on his way to work and we took tram 14 to Gare Cornavin, the main train station and from there a train to Bulle. At Bulle we discovered that the connecting bus to Jaun was every hour, and we had just missed ours, so instead of waiting for another hour we decided to check out the Chocolate factory nearby.
This is the cute Railway station near the Cailler chocolate factory, Broc Fabrique. The entry fee to the Cailler chocolate factory is 12chf for an adult, I went in with a student pass of 9chf (I showed them my research scholar registration).
Hazelnuts to touch and feel… and eat too.
Walked around the factory tasting chocolates on display…
All these are for tasting…
Went to the cafe in the factory and had some hot chocolate and coffee…
A chocolate sculpture
Saying adieu to the Cailler chocolate factory…
We decided to walk to the next train station Broc Village, that we crossed on the way to Broc Fabrique, cause the whole area was astoundingly beautiful… and these green meadows…
Were calling our names…
Lone hut…
Loved exploring these wide green spaces…
My sister walking there…
A little path through the meadow…
An opening into the woods…
Gnarled roots creating poetry on forest ground…
Me, peeping out from behind a tree…
The sunlit path…
We continued walking along the path and came across sheep grazing…
The sound of their bells echoing cheerfully as we continued walking.
Reached a water font kinda place… sat here a while. While travelling in Europe, I always wear (weather permitting) a pair of ballet flats made of the resin kind, that dries quite quickly. With sneakers, one can’t really make them wet or take them off while walking through the muck in woods or meadows. These flat ballet shoes I wore were quite dirty by the walk through the woods, so dipped my feet in this little pool here and after a few minutes of walking through the town, they were quite dry again.
This picture is just to show the shoes I’m talking about. [Took this picture in a restaurant in Paris that had fascinating tile patterns.]
The pretty town of Broc Village..
Windows like these… should be everywhere.
The church in Broc Village
The interiors…
The gold leafed ceiling… after this we took bus 260 to Jaun. 
Got down in Jaun and we were blown away by this little town’s beauty… as I guess someone else named Rae was too, or was Jaun a person… I’ve to find out.
Succulents…
The beautiful hilly town of Jaun…
It was way past lunch time and no cafes or restaurants were open, so we went into a little supermarket and picked up these packed ham and cheese sandwiches… and we were blown away by how beautiful they were. Usually you don’t expect supermarket or gas station food to taste good, but in Switzerland, these little sandwiches and croissants taste really good and fresh.
Typical Switzerland… the cows and the hills outside.
How pretty, the curtains…
The colours…
Pretty houses…
Enchanting…
The church in Jaun…
The entrance…
The interior
The altar…
Baptismal font…
Pretty stained windows…first time seeing somebody playing the pipe organ, inscribed on a glass window.
A cute little side door.
Jaun’s beautiful cemetery…
All the graves are marked with these little hut like crosses, and the nature/profession of the person is carved on the sides with Jesus in the middle.
A lady who apparently used to garden and watch the world go by…
Apparently this form of marking the graves was brought about by Walter Cottier, who did not have enough money to erect a sculpted metal cross over the grave of his grandfather. So he thought of sculpting one from wood, and that’s how this tradition caught on. And you can see it here, in his grave… he is depicted as sculpting a cross, and he is the architect of many these crosses that decorate the graves of many people in his little town.
This person was apparently a bee keeper…
A beautiful sunny day in September…
A spider’s web glinting in the sun…
Alfred looks like a keeper of cows, he is standing near a big milk can… what a beautiful way to remember and honour the people you love.
This cute little heart shaped stone…
A beautiful resting place…
We were taken away by the charm of this beautiful church and the sunny cemetery…
A video of this stunning place…
A picture of this pretty notebook, cause the sun was creating magic that day…
A cat lazying the sun…
Quite difficult to get over this beautiful place…
After checking out the church and the cemetery, we followed the sound of gushing waters and came upon Jaun Waterfalls.
Walking downhill, saw this cute little witch on her broom…
The tiny path to the falls…
A cute bench on the way…
The falls in all her glory…
The bridge near the falls…
Houses on either side of the gushing waters… wonder how life is near the falls…
Cute tree trunk turned in to a basin and another tree limb, pouring out water…
Look at that… so pretty, nothing artificial or opulently out of place that would spoil the simple beauty of this picture.
Jaun… you have a piece of me.
Waited for the bus back to Bulle Gare here… then took a train to Geneva. My brother picked us up at the station.
We stopped by a burger place, Holy Cow, for dinner… then went home and slept, dreaming of wide open spaces and roaring waterfalls