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These people are truly the greatest people ever. You have no idea how awkwardly odd you can feel until you are in a place that is half familiar to you, yet you can't understand most of what is said. It's crazy. I'm so grateful for returned missionaries and for missionaries who are from an English speaking area serving in Switzerland, such as Elder Field from London, England if anyone knows him.
Food
They serve actually meals after institute. So not only do you get Swiss chocolate in the class, but you get delicious food afterwards. The reason for the full-blown European meals (meaning it's like a lunch) after institute is because so many people arrived straight from work or the university and didn't have a chance to eat a dinner. Plus, most have a long time before they arrive home as well. Takes a long time to get from the stake center to home for most. But I love the food.
Friendly LDS Swiss people who speak English and can help me get from Point A to Point X when we have to get on a bus, get off at the right stop, get on a tram, get off at the right stop, get on a train, and get off at the right stop.
I love LDS Swiss people who speak English. Very, very helpful. Plus, you actually can make a friend without having a huge issue of a language barrier to overcome. They want to hear about America. They want to know how long you've been here and how long you'll stay and what you've be able to do and see. You are extremely happy to be able to have communication occurring with people who don't totally intimate you. I'm so grateful that there is an institute here and that I'm going to it. Wonderful people with great personalities and big hearts.
So it was a great day today with that alone. Let alone all the other things I was able to do. Went up a gondola lift to the top of a mountain and took some pictures. Gorgeous. Beautiful. Breathtaking. Pictures do not adequately capture everything you wish it could. But I tried.
our cousin-kid is not yet afraid of heights . . . or he just can't tell that he's high up
ReplyDeletehahahaha . . . "point A to point X" . . . you make it sound like you have to first make it from point "A" to point "B" then go to "C" then "D" then "E" then "F" then "G" then "H" then "I" then "J" then "K" then "L" then "M" then "N" then "O" then "P" then "Q" then "R" then "S" then "T" then "U" then "V" . . . (like I'm going to write them all out) . . . then "X"
ReplyDeletea stop, a transfer, a bus/tram/train/etc. you have to ask for directions again . . . you are mom's daughter, too bad you can't actually ask for directions
Nope. He is nervous of them. See where he stopped? It's right at the beginning.
ReplyDeleteAnd Ben? You may as well have written "W" as it was the only one you missed. But you crack me up.