Geneva

I'm in Lausanne, 60km away from Geneva, staying at Daniela's house. Right now people are busy honking up a storm thanks to today's World Cup match that saw them beat Spain. Oh, poor Spain.

General observations of Geneva: - it's the first place I've seen adults use scooters as a legitimate commuting tool. And no, I don't mean the motorized kind. - There is so much English spoken here it's disgusting, every time I turn around another American arises from the woodwork. - Grocery stores close at 7PM?!!!! And I thought Spain was a crapshoot. -There are SO many Kebab places around here. Seems like way more than in Germany even.

Today I went to the Ethnological Museum of Geneva (MEG) and saw Buddhist monks making one of those powder-things. Aw darn, I read the word and now forgot it. I'll just give you the picture instead.

They also had this cool music exhibition based on the work of Constantin Brăiloiu, a Romanian music archivist. They had computers with all the folk music he had ever recorded and archives from around the world. In another room they also had a sweet sound system set up and a touch screen where you could see what was [the biggest?] hit in 50 different countries at the beginning of 2009, and then play them. In Canada it was supposedly "Crack a Bottle" by Eminem, Dr. Dre and 50 Cent. Uh... what IS that even? In Spain it was "Beggin" by Madcon... I know THAT song. Ugh.

Tomorrow I go to Lyon to visit Lisa, I'll stay overnight and come back Friday morning. Daniela and I have yet to make plans for the weekend - the temperature has a low of 9 degrees for Sunday. Whaaat...

Oh yeah and I forgot to mention that I lost my jacket. My faithful white Columbia jacket that I've had since high school. The one that was supposed to warm me and protect me from the rain falling down from the sky. I had it on yesterday afternoon before meeting Daniela, and then it vaporized by the time I walked away from the train station with her. Inexplicable really. The same thing happened to me with my sunglasses in Getaria... I have absolutely no idea what could have happened to them. Sigh...

Buh I'm hungry. How nice that there are several Indian restaurants on this street. *Drools a little.* Must wait for Daniela...