Sunday, January 9, 2011

What a Week

Since Wednesday life here in Switzerland has been a blur.
Thursday was honestly boring as all get out. All we did was listen to people talk. It didn't help my sleepiness factor. It fact, I'm falling asleep thinking about it...zzzzzzz

Friday was kick. ass. We went to Lausanne, which is the international capital for the Olympics. It was just soooo sooo cool! I was bummed because they only gave us like 45 minutes in there to walk around and see everything. I think there were four floors...I only got halfway through the second. Damnit.
We also we NOT allowed to take pictures inside of the museum, which was totally lame! There was all of this interactive stuff and a ton of things from the ancient Olympics of Greece. I did take some great photos outside of the museum though.

I know it's hard to see but there is a bar that is the height of the world record high jump. Let's just say it was taller than the tallest guy on out trip...he's 6'5".

Yes these are abs, and yes when I saw them I said, "Daaaaammmmnnn." lol! They move too to make different shapes of awesome.

After the shortest museum visit of my life we went to this huge tower. And yes we climbed all of the steps. It was sooo beautiful.

I was soooooo out of breath after walking up these stairs. It was also hilarious that while walking up the steps, Milo looked at me and said, "Ellen, these steps are slippery. Hold on to the railing so you don't fall and hurt yourself again." -Glad that my clumsiness has made it's mark. :D

I got sooo many pictures. I like this one of me!

After the Tower, it was lunch time! Yay fondue! It was delicious. We literally just ate bread and cheese. And you know that I can't go anywhere without spilling something, so I spilled my tea all over my plate of bread. Don't ever eat bread soaked tea. You'll want to puke. Trust me. Don't do it.

Near the fondue place was a magnificent cathedral. It just took my breath away. I walked in and just stared. Then I took a bazillion photos. And yes I had to take them in black and white. It was an old church. It needed to be done.

Then we went to the castle. Yes. A castle. It was flipping awesome. I couldn't believe that I was in a castle. A CASTLE. I'm sorry I keep saying that. I'm redundant. BUT A CASTLE?!

Ok, I'm done saying that now....I promise. No I don't. Ahhhh.... This trip is just too much. Lol! But without any further ado...this is the Chateau de Chillon. Oh! And there is this old dude named Oliver that lives there. Wouldn't it be the coolest thing to say, "Yeah, I live in a castle. Whatevs."

I bonded with some of the girls on Friday night, which was just so much fun. We laughed and we cried. We talked about our ex's and how crappy they are. I just feel so close to these people already and I love it. Especially Adrianne and Alyssa. We're going to be travel buddies when we get out Eurail passes, which will just be soooo awesome! And it works because we seem to want to go to the same places. Wooottt!!

Yesterday night was CA-RAZY. We went to Spring Brother's, which is an Irish pub over in Old Towne that we all went to on Thursday night. It was so much fun. We were talking to locals and drinking and talking. I don't want to think about all the stuff I heard that went down though. All I know is that it was weird and that it was hilarious. This is going to be an interesting semester to say the least.

1 comment:

  1. Ahhh! I want your life... is it sad that the thing that stuck with me most about this post is fondue? Nope, I didn't think so either. I've decided you're getting a fondue pot for your birthday. Sorry to ruine the surprise.

    Also, I love this post. The museum probably didn't let you take photos because of the flash... something about it ruining things in the old stuff. I learned this in Chicago, the city of my dreams. See next time if you can take some without the flash. I find that certain photos look better in natural light anyways.

    Finally, please please please lets move into a castle when we're older. Even if just for a night. I want to merry Oliver, is he single?

    Oh, and actually finally, forgive me, 6'5?!? I love tall boys!