From the ancient archives
Thursday, October 20, 2005
I have always been a writer. I have written in a journal since I was in grade 4. I have misplaced some of my journals, but still have most of them. I thought it would be amusing (to me, anyway), to select random diary entries from years past and post them here.
So, I begin with August 4, 1988
The setting: A small town in Switzerland
Me: An exchange student on vacation with my host family; I am 17 years old. I have been in Europe for over 5 months already.
"Woke up at a reasonably good hour, and since the weather was looking crappy, Dodi, Rolf and I went to a place where you could see cheese being made. The shuttle bus left at 10:00, and took us from Lenk on a very bumpy road. 2115 m (approximately) high. A couple of times I thought it was going to tip right over the cliff. Anyway, the cheese-making thing was really neat. There were only 8 of us all together. The family lived in a typical wooden house, with 46 cows attached onto the back part separated only by a normal door. We saw the whole works, and later got to try some cheese that was 7 years old (the older the better, supposedly) and milk direct from the cow, which tasted really good. (I had 3 giant glasses full, and later had to try out the plumpskls [?]). Anyway, the weather was damp and misty and foggy, cold the whole time. We walked to Buhlberg, and were absolutely soaked! Called Rolf's mom, she picked us up. Back at 5:15. Mrs. v.K. is a big fat pain in the ass. [?]"
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So, I begin with August 4, 1988
The setting: A small town in Switzerland
Me: An exchange student on vacation with my host family; I am 17 years old. I have been in Europe for over 5 months already.
"Woke up at a reasonably good hour, and since the weather was looking crappy, Dodi, Rolf and I went to a place where you could see cheese being made. The shuttle bus left at 10:00, and took us from Lenk on a very bumpy road. 2115 m (approximately) high. A couple of times I thought it was going to tip right over the cliff. Anyway, the cheese-making thing was really neat. There were only 8 of us all together. The family lived in a typical wooden house, with 46 cows attached onto the back part separated only by a normal door. We saw the whole works, and later got to try some cheese that was 7 years old (the older the better, supposedly) and milk direct from the cow, which tasted really good. (I had 3 giant glasses full, and later had to try out the plumpskls [?]). Anyway, the weather was damp and misty and foggy, cold the whole time. We walked to Buhlberg, and were absolutely soaked! Called Rolf's mom, she picked us up. Back at 5:15. Mrs. v.K. is a big fat pain in the ass. [?]"
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1:36 PM
Oh wow!!! A world traveler :) Ironically, the only other country I've been to is Canada lol. Where in Switzerland did you stay? I have ancestors, not too far back actually, from a small town in Switzerland, I'll have to look it up again, it escapes me at the moment.