Tuesday, May 1, 2012

It's All About the Company

Keep away from small people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.
Mark Twain
I think this quote accurately sums up the people I've met on this trip. Switzerland was wonderful, but it was truly the people that made it such an incredible experience. I am so lucky to have had such wonderful, talented, and driven colleagues (haha). The best of luck to you (not that you need it) and I hope our paths cross again very soon.




Ah blah blah Leaving Sucks

Have some pretty pictures instead.

Yvoir, France

Gruyere, Swizerland

 Gruyere, Switzerland

Gruyere, Switzerland

Gruyere, Switzerland

More of the same

Monday, April 30, 2012

Spark Notes is your Friend

The Nyon Chateau, aka what I see everyday walking home from the train station.


I'm sitting here in my room realizing it's my last night in Mme's house. Dislike. My bags are packed to the brim at EXACTLY 23 kgs, and I have a small pile of things I'll be leaving behind in order to keep it that way. I realized that I didn't write about every single place I visited, because, well I'm lazy and you don't want to read that much. So in lieu of individual posts, here's a comprehensive list of places I've been with a brief description in no particular order. Organized, condensed, and a complete bastardization of all the amazing times.
  1. Geneva, Switzerland - no duh. Stick to the old city and avoid the red light district near the train station (aka where we went to class).
  2. Nyon, Switzerland - no duh part II. The beach is the best part. Beautiful in warmer weather or encased in ice. The chateau is also a perfect place to hang out. 
  3. St. Cergue/La Dôle, Switzerland - a perfect place for a day of skiing. A scenic train ride up and fun, easy slopes. 
  4. Zurich, Switzerland - beautiful old city of the Swiss German part of Switzerland and FIFA headquarters, so perfect for everyone. Go when it's warm.
  5. Brussels, Belgium - underrated, perfect for the weekend, lovely old town and Belgium is really an interesting place.
  6. Paris, France - who doesn't love Paris? Or at least the idea of Paris. One of my favorite places in the world. 
  7. Bern, Switzerland - more of the Swiss German, but they have bears (thus the name Bern) as their mascot so that's pretty cool. 
  8. Mt Blanc/Chamonix, France - good lord. The best skiing you will ever find, but be ready for it. Cute downtown with a thing for hockey. If you're used to hockey in the states, it's mediocre, but still a good show.
  9. London, UK - HUGE city. Or at least it seemed like it was. Spend time in the parks during the spring. 
  10. Nice, France - so incredibly wonderful. Beautiful city, delicious food, water of the brightest blue, and perfect for exploring.
  11. Monte Carlo/Monaco - you will see the most ridiculous cars. If I ever, somehow, make even a little bit of money I want to live there. Even if it's a small, run down shack on the side of the mountain.
  12. Yvoire, France - cute little medieval town. Easy and scenic boat ride from Nyon.
  13. Annecy, France -perfect medieval town (see the theme?) cute shopping, beautiful waterfront.
  14. Gruyere, Switzerland - as in the cheese. Swiss countryside at its finest. Castles, cows, and breathtaking mountain views galore.
  15. Lausanne, Switzerland - great night life. 
Not a lot of big trips, but that adds up to about one each weekend. Not bad for a semester's work.

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Bad Sarah.

UGH. I actually forgot about this blog. As in completely forgot that it existed. And there's been so much going on! So now I have to do all sorts of updating. I have no one to blame but myself. Do you guys forgive me?
You can't resist the eyes.

Awww, thanks! You guys are the best, I knew you'd understand. 

We'll start where we left off. After Brussels our group trip continued on to Paris, France which is probably one of my favorite cities ever. I went to the Musée d'Orsay, which was amazing. It's one of my favorite art museums. It's right on the Seine River in the old train station so it has beautiful, wide open spaces inside and two big clocks and wonderful architecture. 

Art is everywhere, man.

The sculptures were incredible. The details were impeccable and the marble looked like it was soft as butter. As for the huge impressionist/post-impressionist collection, I can't even begin to describe how extensive and beautiful the paintings were. I feel uncultured when I say this, but normally paintings don't impress me nearly as much as more tangible forms or art like sculptures, carvings, jewelry, ext. But these paintings were wonderful. There were a few times where I caught myself with my mouth open, head cocked, leaning in toward the painting (suuuuper cute, Sarah).

We went to the Louvre as well, because on Fridays it's free for students after 8 PM, so that was a nice break on the wallet. I wish I could give you a better description of what we saw, but mostly we just wandered around trying to soak in the thousands of years of genius. And we had to sit down a few times in various exhibits because we were just that tired from walking around Paris all day.

As for the academic portion of our trip (Oh yeah, we're supposed to be studying while abroad) we went to the OECD and UNESCO. The OECD was surprisingly interesting considering it's less than perfect global reputation. "Rich man's club" or not, it's still an organization with some of the world's leading economists. At UNESCO we had a presentation on how the education portion of the Millennium Goals, and based on how lofty those goals were they're actually doing pretty well.

After these visits on Friday, our group trip was technically over. However most of us stayed in Paris for the weekend because hey, we were already there. Now of course the hotel where we were staying with the group was a liiiittle bit too expensive for your average student so a group of us packed up our things and trekked north to a little hostel in the Montmatre district near the Sacre Coeur. It's also near the Moulin Rouge, which was disappointingly anticlimactic.

I guess you have to go at night or something.

Two of my all time favorite parts of the trip was 1) the amount of time we spent at Shakespeare and Company. It's an old English book store near Notre Dame famous for the library of old books on top and the famous writers it attracted in the 1920s bohemian Paris (think Woody Allen's recent film, Midnight in Paris)

 It had a little nook with a type writer for aspiring writers to use. A moot point thanks to computers, but a poetic thought none the less.

2) The organ and Gregorian chant concert that was held in Notre Dame one night. That organ is incredible and the way sounds reverberated off the walls and ceilings... goodness.

And just think how old this incredible architecture is.

Gah, I feel like I'm leaving so much out but this post is already ridiculously long and scattered. Cliff notes version: we also went to Versailles, ate more crêpes than any human being should, had a lunch of a baguette and strawberries in the park, visited Champs Elysee and the Arc de Triomphe at night, visited the lock bridge, and realized how awesome the Paris metro was for getting you to all of these places. All in all, Paris was fantastic and I'm pretty sure I want to live there someday. How I'm going to make that happen, I have no idea. But it's on the bucket list.

Friday, March 9, 2012

Flaming Fondue

WARNING: This post contains a lot of French. So get Google Translate ready if you need it.

If there is one thing I have learned from this trip, it is to explain yourself CLEARLY when speaking in another language. Don't just assume they can fill in the blanks. Even if you have to say something like, "the liquid that is burning" because you don't know the word for "lighter fuel", spell it out. "Mais, pourquoi?" you ask. Because otherwise, you end up with flaming fondue.

Tonight was my first experience with fondue. I swear, the Swiss have the best ideas. I don't know who came up with the idea to put melted cheese in a pot and dip bread in it, but the Swiss perfected it. Delicious. Very filling though. And it is essential to drink a warm beverage after eating it, or so I am told. Otherwise you'll end up with a block of cheese in your stomach. Healthy.

But tonight's fondue experience was a bit more exciting than normal, as far as I can tell. Mme has her own little fondue pot, which is as adorable as it is stereotypical. And delicious. It's like a small lantern from the olden days with a place for the fuel on the bottom, a wick in the center, and a wire rack for the pot of melted cheese to sit above it all.

C'est comme ça.

Unfortunately, she was having trouble getting the flame to light because she had put in the wrong fuel previously. So, we spent a good while messing around with the matches to see if we could get the thing to work with the new fuel in it. Mme said the wick was too dry, as she had put in a gel when she needed a liquid. The wick would hold a small flame, but much too small too keep a pot of cheese in liquid form.

"Ugh! C'est pas possible!" Mme mutters as we stare at the tiny contraption now surrounded with used matches.
"Peut-être vous pouvez mettre un peu sur... uh, sur ...," I stutter and point to the top of the wick.
"Ah, une bonne idée!" Mme generously replies.
I smile at the thought of my genius saving our fondue dinner and then watch in horror as Mme pours some of the fuel directly onto the already lit wick.


It's amazing. Those little words, "Mais, arrêtez la flamme premier." I assumed they were unnecessary.

Never assume, kids. You know what they say.





So, long story short, the fondue pot and the table around it shot up in flames and Mme and I were running around trying to beat it down with towels. Finally, we opened the door and Mme chucked the flaming pot out into the garden. Woman's got an arm on her. It looked a bit like some beautiful shooting star, arcing gracefully across the night sky... until you remembered it was our dinner soaked in lighter fluid. 

Moral of the story, explain yourself clearly. In all aspects of life. Otherwise, you'll be stuck listening to jokes about how you give terrible advice for an entire dinner.












Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Brussels is a lot better than the vegetable.

I need to travel more. I swear.

Brussels was fantastic. We did all the stereotypical things: eating muscles, eating waffles the size of your face covered in chocolate and whipped cream, eating some of the richest chocolate I've ever encountered, and shopping for larger clothes to accommodate my growing waist size. (Mk, I miiiight have made that last part up.)

Noms.

One thing we did was visit the Atomium structure. Three guesses what it looks like. It was built for the 1958 Universal Exposition that was held in Brussels.

Science!

It had different expositions in the little balls about the Universal Exposition and the construction of the Atomium structure. I mean, it's no Eiffel Tower, but it was still pretty neat. And it gave a great view of the city.

We also went to the European Economic and Social Committee where we watched a less than stimulating propaganda movie about the unity and strength of the EU. (They should have a message before the movie that says, "Please keep all of your smartass comments about the current crises until the end of the movie.) The talks given by some people who work in the different offices were very good, however. They covered a lot of topics, from the energy usage in the EU to the Neighborhood Policy. Considering the EU is something that none of my classes have addressed, I was glad to hear first hand about some of the more specific aspects of the EU.



Another part of Brussels that was absolutely beautiful was the central square area place. I'm sure there's a proper name for it, but to be honest I don't remember it and I'm a bit too lazy to look it up. But it was surrounded by beautiful old buildings. Within these old buildings were beer museums, chocolate museums, chocolate shops, and bars. Brussels clearly has it's priorities straight.

There's also a three story palace of nightlife called Délirium Café. Don't be fooled by the "café" portion of the name. I've, um... heard it's super cool. And if I had participated in such shenanigans instead of going to bed early so I could be well rested (Hi, Mom) then I would probably tell you that it's a lot of fun, even on weeknights, and super packed. People speak English well and they have over 2,000 different kinds of beers. Highly recommended.

Friday, March 2, 2012

Things I don't want to forget

Sitting on the roof of a Swiss house watching the sun set with four fantastic people.

#thisiswhatdreeeeeeeeamsaremadeof