Thursday, March 29, 2012

Day 13 - Geneva


Connor headed out early this morning, so I kind of lounged around for a while then headed out to the grocery store to see about ingredients for my soup tonight.  I had Connor’s mac card to get some Euros so figured I’d be able to get what I needed.

When I got to the store, I headed straight to the mac machine.  I put the card in, and there were words of so many choices that I was immediately stumped.  I wished I had Amy’s little English/French dictionary.  I did figure out how to get the card back, but that was it.  So I just wandered around the store looking to see if I could find everything I needed.  Produce and meat were no problem.  Found the canned tomatoes.  But I could not find corn meal (to make bread with the soup) or baking powder.  Connor said he would have time to go over there this afternoon if needed, so I’ll just wait for him to get back.

After being here this long, in both France and Switzerland, I can understand why Ikea started here.  All the rooms are small, and bedrooms are not built with closets.  Everyone has those closet-like fabric units instead.  I’ve seen many different styles, shapes and sizes.  They seem to be made just for this area.  Bathtubs are different here, too.  They are narrower than ours, but longer.  I can lay against the sloped back and stretch out my legs straight, and still have room beyond my toes.

The bathroom is also divided into two rooms.  The toilet is by itself in its own tiny room.  The bathtub, sink and a little washing machine are in a separate room.  There don’t seem to be any clothes driers, so everyone has a little clothes rack on which to hang wet clothes.  (In Argenton, it took 4 days for my jeans to dry when the weather was cool and damp!)

Connor got home and we shopped for what we needed, and soup night was a hit.  He had told so many people that I was doing the cooking, that we had 35 people show up! We made a large pot of regular soup, and a smaller pot that was vegetarian.  And we had enough!  Everyone loved it.  And I loved meeting so many of Connor’s friends.  Great people!

There were still some people there at midnight, but I figured that was late enough for me.  Early morning tomorrow we begin our trip home.

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