Lac du Bourget

If time had obeyed his passionate appeal, neither Lamartine nor Elvire would have known and rejoiced over the fact.

The boatman who conducted the lovers on the Lac de Bourget would not have asked payment for a single additional hour, yet he would have dipped his oars into the pleasant waters for a far longer time.

I venture to sum up all this in a sentence which will at first sight seem a paradox.

In the opinion of the relativists, it is the measuring rods which create space, the clocks which create time.

On paper it looks brilliant, but in reality, Chambery is a massive gamble.

It is a tiny regional airport sitting right at the southern tip of Lake Bourget, surrounded by steep mountains.

In winter, that lake creates this thick pea soup fog and freezing cloud inversions.

If the visibility drops or if there are strong crosswinds, planes simply cannot land on that short runway.

If time had obeyed his passionate appeal, neither Lamartine nor Elvire would have known and rejoiced over the fact.

The boatman who conducted the lovers on the Lac du Bourget would not have asked payment for a single additional hour, yet he would have dipped his oars into the pleasant waters for a far longer time.

I venture to sum up all this in a sentence which will at first sight seem a paradox.

In the opinion of the relativists, it is the measuring rods which create space, the clocks which create time.