Little Doses of Grace

Bon jour,

Amazingly, I’m writing to ya’ll only one day after my previous post.  I’m surprised and impressed with my ability to even come close to meeting a deadline.  Currently, there are a few issues that are really hindering the American folk (us) in taking over this part of the world.  Here are some of the issues that we have faced:

• Lack of internet
• Lack of toilet paper
• Unpredictable weather
• Lastly, and most importantly, there is little to no access to American sports
• While enjoying a tower of beer from the local brewery (yes, even in Geneva, they have beer towers), I was fortunate enough to enjoy WWE Wrestlemania, which for some god-forsaken reason, every single person and their mom enjoyed and showed up to watch.

Anyway, these minor issues are easily thrown by the wayside, when I roll over every morning and see Geneva’s amazing fountain shooting water sky-high, I usually think to myself, “I’m living the hard life”. 

From wandering the streets to enjoying friendly conversation with ‘King Kabob’ as we call him (A kabob restaurant owner that loves us for some horrifying reason), Geneva is through and through an amazing place.  While you may have to go elsewhere to find the hardcore party scene, Geneva mixes class with beauty. 

As for grace, those of you who know me well, know that I’m the epitome of graceful.  Much like a swan, only not as pretty.  On this trip so far, I’ve managed to fall of a high bar stool in the most classy of manners, bit it beneath a waterfall in the Rhine hard, and lastly and most graciously, run triumphantly through a briar patch

My day today consisted of:

·         A long run through the city

·         The most refreshing swim I think I have ever taken…why the Swiss haven’t taken a note from Fiji and bottled up their water and sent it out to make tons of money is beyond me.

·         Went to class

·         Enjoyed a sandwich from a street vendor

·         Threw a football (American style, don’t even get be started on ‘futbol’) around in the park

·         Shared my words of wisdom with you all

I leave you for now pondering about the awesomeness that is my life right now, despite the fact that I am insanely jealous that most of you are in Oxford without me living it up.  Still I don’t regret my decision to kick off my senior year doing this study abroad thing at all.  If the first week and a half have been a good indicator of how much fun/trouble I could get into this semester, I think I’ll be okay.

Deuces,

CM