I got screwed at security, twice. Maybe it was my fault, but I don't think my hand sanitizer is causing any harm to anyone ever. I think it brings people joy, to smell the lovely sweet pea or warm vanilla sugar scent. But hey, my opinion isn't always right I guess.
They also thought my cuticle clipper was a weapon. And I begged the guy to ask if I could keep it because I've been through a lot with that thing. It took a million years to find the perfect one. And I will not leave it without a fight. He let me keep it as he saw the tears forming. Yaaaaas.
When I finally huffed away from the guy who had checked my two bags (yes, my carry-on and personal item were flagged at security), I was anxious to see if they'd get through this time without a problem. He put them back on the conveyor belt. One of them was flagged again. And then, super randomly, the same guy got my bag. I saw him roll his eyes because he knew it was mine. It has flowers, and it just super noticeable. Thanks guy. I really needed your eye roll. YOU DON'T KNOW MY STORY.
Finally he let me go. I stormed away, found food, and my heart rate finally settled.
My flight to London Heathrow was fine. Then we had another to Switzerland. Supposedly the Swiss airport is in France. I don't know. Someone said that, but I think I need a fact check. The second flight was great because at first I was in a middle seat, but then there was an empty row, so I grabbed the window seat. Winning. Another girl, Emily, sat in the aisle seat. She is really sweet! When I was sleeping she made the flight attendant leave me water and the food they passed out. I wanted to hug her. But like, I was restricted with my seatbelt.
Weird thing, though. As we descended, the flight attendants announced to make sure we knew where our nearest emergency exits were. I felt a little panicked. But we landed smoothly, and we got out of the plane to the warmth of the sun. The big yellow object I haven't seen much in weeks is still living. Phew, I was worried.
As we got off into the walkway that attaches the plane to the airport, my friends and I all cheered because it was hot. I exclaimed, "This is the best day of my life!" A nearby flight attendant said, "Yes it is! Welcome." I cried.
Since I've been here, I've seen the chemistry department at the University of Basel, the tropical medicine center in Basel, and even been to an Asian restaurant called Mister Wong's. It was amazing.
There was also a random cat just chilling, trying to eat probably. My friend Eric got bit by it. Oops. Now he is complaining his hand feels weird and tingly. Good thing none of us can read any of the signs or even start to find a clinic for him. He'll live. Hopefully.
Aw and look at this cute house! It appears to be a minion.
And the hostel played Cheerleader, so I'm a happy camper. It's a YMCA hostel. 8 girls in my room- all from my trip though. Hopefully we make it through the heat and peak estrogen levels.
I'd like to just mention that in England they do this thing called a duvet day. It's if you want to stay home from work and just stay in bed all day. It reminds me of college, hehehe. Just kidding, I go to class mom and dad.
LASTLY,
My friend Jackson said the best quote of the day, "There's a lot of up sides to being in Switzerland. I mean, the flag is a big plus."
*ba dum tsssss*
peace(tons of that here in Switz).love.meep
-amyjoy
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