So we get to Geneva, Switzerland for our final day, and of course it's raining. It like never rains, but go figure. We took a boat cruise around Lake Geneva, which was serene. A wittle cold. Then we went back to our hostel. Guess what? Wifi was only available in the lobby, but our room was right above it. The party room was ours. People used us for our wifi. Not ashamed. Come one come all.
Then we were off the next morning to the Swiss airport, which, again is actually in France. Shhh don't tell. But my backpack was taken at security, and it made my life because as the guy was searching through it, he stumbled upon a minion from a Happy Meal. (My friend Ale gave it to me) Then he goes in the cutest French accent, "Oh, a minion." But he pronounced it min-ee-yon. I died.
OH MY GOSH. We had been playing soccer and volleyball with a little ball that had Olaf on it from Frozen. And for some reason my friend Jake wanted it to come back to America, so we could have it in the Chemistry building. So it got through security...but the flight attendant wasn't pleased.
Anyway, all I have wanted in Europe was cheez-its. But instead I adopted pringles as my staple and ate some carrot cake at the airport. It even made it through customs. HEHE. That and I got a burger king crown to wear for our waiting time in the airport. Little kids were jealous.
On the plane, the head of the chemistry department sat behind me, so I had to be on good behavior...
What's funny is that all of my friends and I played an interactive trivia game on our TV screens. You could play with whoever logged on, but of course it was only us. Then my screen kept acting up, and I couldn't even play sudoku. I cried.
At one point as we were in the line of planes waiting to depart, I saw a plane that said SAS on the tail. I need that plane for me. Sassmaster Amy.
Wait, also this guy near me had my favorite candy I got when I had visited Israel in December. It's called Marzipan and tastes like almonds. Yummo. Really stop reading this and go buy it. I wanted it.
Quick note to everyone that leans back on plane seats. NO ONE LIKES YOU. You cause discomfort and hostility. That is all.
As we descended into Boston, Home by Philip Phillips played. Very nice, itunes. At the airport this little girl thought I was her mom and handed me her gum. No little girl, I have a flight to catch. BYE.
Sitting in the airport for my 3 hour layover to Chicago (kill meh) I reminisced on the last five weeks. Then I got into thinking about how there were barely trashcans in Europe. That was an inconvenience. And don't get me started on how there was like one recycling bin in the whole continent. Hmph.
But hey, now I'm home, I weighed myself, so I could laugh. And I ended up crying because I lost ten pounds. Like what even. Thanks nonstop food and beer. I don't get it..
Not complaining!
peace.love.meep
-amyjoy
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