Svizzera- feelings not neutral

Switzerland with Rosemary, it was my last trip before the end of the
semester, one I really didn't have time for, but that I am happy I
took. I left for the airport in a car bright and early book in hand
for my ten page paper due three days later. It was nice to catch up
with Jessica on the way to the airport and got me ready for my flight.
I read my book and got all ready to see Rosemary!

I found Rosenary outside of customs and we made our way to the hostel.
We for there really fast because of really good public transit (duh,
it's Switzerland) and settled in to our oddly clean and nice hostel.

We got down to the lakefront in Geneva, which our hostel was really
close to, and walked around. We happened upon the water taxi stop, and
decided to take it wherever it was going. Public transit is free to
all tourists. We were all about it. We found a boat tour of the whole
lake, and booked it. While we waited we headed to the tourist
information offices to book some trips to mont blanc and other places.
When we got there, the friendly lady told us that those tours were a
waste of money, as the weather would be horrible the following day,
and the views would be nonexistent. She gave us the name of some
places we could easily take the train to ourselves and tour alone.
Thank god she did.

After the boat tour all around the beautiful lake, we hiked up to
St. Pierre's Cathedral, and clomped to the top to see the amazon panoramic views
of the lake from above. We went out in search of dinner and failed to
find anything cheap, but managed to ind some decent Italian food for
not to punishing a price.

The next day we lazily woke up to get our hostel provided breakfast,
and regarded by all of the crazy age differences that were at the
hostel. There were people who seemed to be retirement age with huge
backpacks strapped to them, and kids with braces and younger. We
seemed the minority in what is typically seen as appropriate hostel
age. We went to the train station and bought out tickets for Gruyeres,
a town at the foot of the alps. I accidentally bought a ticket for a
child in first class instead of an adult in second class. It was a
stupid move on my part. It all got cleared up, as I paid some more
money to a conductor who scolded me. I survived.

We got there about two hours later and about a hundred pages into my
book. As we stepped off of the train we saw a mountain and village
above us and to the left and a cheese factory in front of us. It was a
good place to be. We went in to the factory and visited the gift shop,
buying important things like wine, white chocolate Toblerones, Swiss
branded lip balm, and macaroons.

We made our way up the hill and into the small town dating to the
1200's, through a castle, and below to a nice little secluded bench to
look up at the mountains which were like nothing I had seen before
while drinking some wine. After visiting a church and amazingly
organized cemetery we made it back to the town square and went in to a
local eatery with a hankering for some fondue. We failed at ordering
it, and ending up with some monstrous cheese blog with ham, it was
good, but holey cheese. As we walked back towards the train we stopped
again at our favorite cheese shop/convenient store and stocked up. We
almost got on the train going the wrong way (Towards Gstaad), but made
it to the right train to Geneva.

We went back to the hostel to drop our good and ended up passing out
for three hours. After regaining consciousness we headed out to
finally get the fondue we so desperately wanted. We officially made it
a treat yourself dinner and had some awesome Champagne fondue, Swiss
wine and ice cream. We then decided to stop at a bar we had seen on
our walk to dinner. We went in to typical lighting, dance music, and a
huge bar. We walked up and ordered two beers and it was 19 francs. So
like $21. Woops. We drank those and headed back to the hostel.

The next day I had to head out around 4pm so we didn't know what to
do. Our good friend YouTube brought us to the Titanic trailer which
was on the most viewed because of its re-release. There. It was
decided. We were to see Titanic. And so we did. We walked around
Geneva, got some Starbucks (my first time in months, it reminded me a
lot of home ) and headed to the theater. Clearly it was amazing, but
in true Swiss fashion cost 24 francs a person.

I headed immediately to the airport after the three hour movie, and
said goodbye to my dearest Rosemary all the way until July. I made it
through security, and through my favorite (the duty free,
Duh) and went back on to Rome. I had a very productive flight wait
time, as I typed in all of the quotes I found for my paper, and two
blog entries.

Only a week of classes, 3 finals, and 10 days of traveling left. What
the hell happened?