Auberge de Carouge
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There are 57 people in my program, participating in Physics, Public Health, or International Relations (that's me) internships and classes. So, the majority of us, and all of our luggage, were picked up at the airport and brought back to "Muzy," our home away from home. We got to drive past the UN!! Anywho, we live in doubles and triples, each with out own attached bathroom. Each floor has its ...
... be signing up for a temporary European cell phone. Fingers crossed that staying awake until 8pm tonight will take care of most of my jet lag...only 3 more hours until bedtime!
I'm looking forward to Thursday, and beginning the first of many long weekends, this one with my best friend. Meanwhile, I'll try to break out the black clothes and assimilate myself a little more into Swiss culture!
... bought for the entire week on the slopes!! They were happy and pretty awesome on the flight and through the airports. We arrived late and took the shuttle over the border to France and stayed at the Novotel. Dinner was late and we didn't get the kids to bed until midnight. They were so amazed by the tiny patches of snow when we arrived, it made them very excited, so after dinner it took a little while to calm them down.
... though that the collections were exquisite. I especially liked the landscapes in the Fine Arts section of the museum. I got back to Camille's apartment just in time. All of a sudden there was a thunderstorm! It went from sunny to pouring rain and thunder in a matter of minutes! Tonight was my first meeting with the St. Julian English Congregation. They have about 38 publishers, and have been a congregation for a year ...
... the service stop. She gets an idea, though, and we cross over the overpass I was ceremoniously shooed from an hour earlier. We drive on the other side, through residential areas, a forest, some campsites and finally appear at the stop.
My heart halts for a moment as I realize the side we're on is the north-to-Paris route and I really don't want to explain this to my benefactoress (after all she's done to get me here). She seems ...