They swapped the levels of Somerset for the high peaks of the Rhone Alps.
Alpine paradise and natural playground.
Hikers, rafters, climbers, mountain bikers and paragliders.
They just walked ... and walked ...
Through gorges and waterfalls, grassy plains and rocky precipice.
Little man. Simian adventurer flying high on tightropes and zipwires.
Feasting on saucisson and Comte, Haute Savoie wines and divine patisserie.
Local produce ...
Brilliant blue mornings and deep, sultry afternoons.
Lazy evenings spent playing cards and watching Mr Bond.
Coming down from their mountain retreat,
they wandered the little town.
Sun on high peaks, lightning strikes and thunderous rumbles.
Clean air and icy water.
From St Gervais they took a tram ...
... ascending by rack and pinion, climbing higher and higher ...
... to Mont Blanc - La Dame Blanche.
The snow capped, glacial peaked beauty captivated them.
From grassy plateau below, she rises up, dominating the landscape.
Gargantuan rock, 4810m high.
Regularly claiming the lives of some who try to scale her.
The VJ's walked a high ridge and then ambled and scrambled back down the valley.
She fell in love with old Annecy ...
Franco Tuscan beauty - French Venice
She spent hours rummaging in Brocantes ...
... wishing her suitcase was bigger!
They took cable cars ...
Passed time with locals ...
From France ... they crossed the border into Switzerland.
To the airport.
Brought back down to Earth with a jarring bump in Geneva.
They were very nearly robbed by a scamming gang.
One of the most expensive cities in the world.
They watched the money walk by.
Beautiful people flaunting their wealth.
Armani, Versace, Dior and Chanel on every corner.
She felt confused, drawn in but repulsed, captivated but angered.
They missed their mountain, but they were going home.