Switzerland, in all fairness, does have its perks. Although I am struggling with way too much time on my over washed hands, I feel safely tucked away in this peaceful, daydream of a world.
|Just another afternoon in Switzerland|
My surroundings constantly remind me that I am living a modern-day fairytale, yet I still wish I could somehow blend both of my "homes" and make my own village, full of the people I love and miss the most, but absent of the D-town dialect and Daffy Duck slippers. It would be my very own Swillinois---snowy mountaintops and Steak'n Shakes at every corner.
Since moving here in early June, I began compiling a list of the most essential items I feel are missing from Switzerland. These are in no particular order of importance:
- Hot pockets
- Dollar Menu
- Air conditioning
- English language
- Ranch dressing
- A sense of humor
- Kraft Singles
Another gorgeous day in Switzerland is slowing passing by, and I keep checking my Edward Cullen pocket calendar for the next time I can hop a plane home. In the meantime, I'm enjoying my few but dear friends here, and until I am elected governor of Swillinois, I am going to soak up Europe and appreciate all of its nuances, cheeses, and absence of public slippers. It may not be home, but at least they've got an airport.