Cleanup Time

The cobwebs off my blog, that is. I would whistle as I do so, like Snow White tells me to do, but it really doesn't make the work go by any faster.

Its amazing how quickly the days have gone by since I've first come here though. I will admit, it has taken a little while to get used to everything. The Swiss do everything backwards from how they do back home in Canuckistan (yes... Canuckistan...Google it!) but now that its nearly been a month I've become content with how everything has been. It is strange though, going from the big suburbs to a little farming hamlet that I now live in. I still expect the village to turn out at our front door one of these days with torch and pitchfork chanting "Bring out the city boy!"... And no, I'm not kidding, it seriously is like the children of the corn!

Like I was walking around in the residential part of town the other day and all the houses look like something out of Pinocchio, with the lawns perfectly mowed and tended, and hand-carved wooden clocks, and little palm-sized statues of Gnomes everywhere.

I swear... children of the corn.

Anyhow, I'm loving every second of it... yes, despite the strangeness of it all. Don't have any pictures yet but I'm hoping to get some up soon. If I can manage to scrounge up a camera sometime. But lets not get our hopes up too high, yes?

Adieu

Thanksgiving

...They don't have it here in Switzerland... I'm missing the turkey n' stuffing.

But mostly the stuffing...

Damn you Europe! Damn you!