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Visa Application an endless story...
... said) that I´m most probably permitted to study with an occupational trainee visa. Are they insane? My sponsor of the program is a University. So why shouldn’t I study if I want to? Do I offend any Australians by doing so?...
Anyway, the thing I can’t belief isn´t the fact that the Australians may have an extremely stupid immigration system for my situation, it´s more my “lack of luck”. Normally ...
Bern & Luzern
... the band finished a song so I couldn't clap and a Swiss lady yelled at me for not clapping. Well every time they finished a song after that I clapped louder than everyone else, that seemed to satisfy her. We had just enough time to see the fireworks show and have an icecream before heading back to the station to get the last train back to Zurich at 12am.
We collapsed into bed because we had to get up at 7am to go hiking up a ...
Old friends in old cities
... of the trip trying to keep the kids quiet in the midst of silent fellow passengers, and only as we were approaching Zurich did we discover that the last car of the train had a miniature playground installed. Brilliant! I guess we'll have to come back so that we can enjoy that perk in full.
Barring any travel hiccups tomorrow that I feel compelled to communicate, this will be the final entry in this blog. It's been ...
Up and Down Mountains
... days.
The only full day I spent in Switzerland was a full one. Our hosts live a little bit outside Zurich proper, so we set out early, taking a train into town, then another one up a mountain (we walked to the top, and the Swiss Alps in April are so beautiful they defy description), then back down again, then there was probably another train, then a boat ...
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... the snow came down. It had been dribbling snow all day, but, I mean, if it was raining you'd say it was pouring! The snow was falling, the twilight hit, the festive lights came on in the main streets, it was gorgeous. The wind wasn't blowing so it was only horribly cold, and not terribly cold. It was then I discovered that my boots have absolutely NO grip at all. I spent the next forty minutes clutching to Ken and slipping and sliding all over the cobblestones. I had ...



