...until I leave Genev. It's so strange. I've been here for three and a half months and it feels like I've been here maybe 3 weeks.
I've had so many adventures I can't even begin to think about it because, as our saying for this trip has become, THIS ISN'T REAL LIFE! And the fact that this isn't real life makes me feel like every time I do something I'm going to be snapped out of this fantastic dream world that has become my daily life.
I was walking down the street with my friend Alyssa today and I just couldn't help but be taken aback by how much this place means to me.
When I first arrived in Genev, I didn't know what to expect other than cold ass-weather and things to be real flipping expensive. While the prices of things still tend to shock me, I'm getting more used to things costing so much. Example: A small jar of peanut butter costs CHF3.50, which is almost $4.00. Or chicken costing about CHF26.00 per 100g. All of us are meat deprived. *coughfeedmesomemeatydeliciousnesswhenIgethomeMomcough* And the weather has been rather mild, so I can't complain. Especiall
y since I got more TAN (tanner??) this weekend :D
Genev has been a place full of unexpected-ness. I've experienced so much here and I know in the few short weeks I have will give me that much more. Like jet skiing. I cannot wait to go jet skiing on the lake in a couple of weeks. Also, Genev is not full of the nicest people. Except Olivia, I LOVE her! They are very judgey. Apparently in Geneva it is taboo to wear tennis shoes, t-shirts, jeans, flip flops, shorts (without tights), sweats, hoodies, i.e.-anything I like to wear... They like to stare and make mean comments in French. My favorite instances are when my friends who speak French know exactly what they are saying and then will start speaking to them in French. It's fantastic.
I'll definitely miss it here. For a little while I was just wanting to go home. But now I would love to stay! The weather is just getting more and more beautiful. It has truly become a home for me. And I have a couple really great friends here that make it that much better. They make me laugh. I love to laugh. Muahaha.
I'll miss the food that I can afford that I like here. Like the bread. And the chocolate. HOLY CRAP. NOM.
I won't miss the fact that nothing is open on Sundays except kebab shops and that everything closes in the city by six or seven every night.
It is going to be such a culture shock going home...
Oh, Genf. You will be missed.