I was able to locate the Swiss Golden Arches via online GPS satellite, and although it's no longer as convenient a trip, at least I know their people appreciate the Big Mac.
After accepting a position in Switzerland, Matt has done his best to convince me that their way of life and mine go hand-in-hand. Fearing I would be Von-Trapped and never return to the motherland, he's presented me with literature, French lessons, pictures, and truffles to win over my American heart.Trying to remain neutral (see, Swiss already), I decided on an open mind. Although I always pictured the Swiss chilling with goats and popping Ricola cough drops to ward off their sore throats after all that yodeling nonsense, it turns out they actually have some pretty decent ideas. I may adapt after all:
1.No mowing or laundry on Sundays---no new concept for me
2. Tarts are the traditional Swiss cuisine---had a poptart just this morning
3. A Hand Hygiene Campaign was introduced in 2006 to promote the use of alcohol based hand rubs---I implemented this same campaign
4. Swiss Bank Accounts---enough said
Now that I've conquered six French phrases, ordered Millie a beret, and picked out a house via an iPad tour, it's finally hit me: I'm leaving the 217.
The rear of our new home. Still getting use to European architecture (I added the trees for effect) |
Photo-shopped the beret, but you get the idea |
Bidding adieu (one of my six phrases) to those I love and pretend to love is next up on my list as it appears that May will be our departure month. My initial sadness is quickly fading and I'm starting to experience a twinge of excitement. At best, it will be the greatest adventure and smartest decision of our lives. At worst, I'll fracture my spine skiing and end up on a goat farm. Either way---still one hell of a ride. And please, pardon my French.
Please have this blog printed out at some point. It's going to make wonderful reading for many; including your daughter at some point.
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I believe you got some your wit from your momma.
ReplyDeleteLove, Love, Love reading your blog! You are hilarious! I admire your strength, your spunk and your enthusiasm! Best wishes on your new adventure1
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