First, here are (some of) the good things:
All right, enough of this Pollyanna crap! Let's get down to the nitty gritty: Zurich the Bad.
Greg's comment? Electric? I only do gas!
Of course, it's a typically efficient European kitchen so it's not too bad.
- the garbage situation. I'll let Greg tell you about it:
Why are there six different kinds of garbage and how do we sort it?Are there enough adaptors in the world to support our electronics?(Fortunately, manufactures have put transformers on most things sothey work here.) I brought a surge protector so we can plug in all of ourAmerican electronics. When I tried to use it, I blew a circuit and toastedthe protector. We weren’t sure of how to dispose of it here in this twentykinds of garbage country and so we made Heath and Katie cart it homewhen they left.
the pets we left behind. Greg wrote:
Four days after Margo arrived, I hopped a train to a Gordon conference in the Swiss Alps. My arrival home was sad as it’s the first time in 12 years my dog Abbey wasn’t there to greet my return. Margo tried to compensate by barking and jumping but it just wasn’t the same.
Katie and Heath report that the cat hasn't seemed to realize we're gone but poor Abbey is stressed and driving them crazy. She demands constant attention when they're home and chews up doors when they're gone. This is the e-mail we received from them yesterday:
Abbey is now the proud owner of (don't laugh):
A dog pheromone room infuser to calm dogs
Dog relaxation vitamins
2 new toys
A radio to keep her company
And a new gate that is hopefully indestructible.
Let’s hope one of these things works.
P.S. We also bought a shock mat to lay in front of the gate that Heath shocked himself on about 10 times while setting it up... and Abbey stood on it unfazed. I'm beginning to think maybe your dog is immune to shocks.
Here I am with my old lady cart.
My family made me buy it.
It was only 30 francs.
I wanted one of the sleek black ones that were 200 francs.
Heath said he'd only let me buy one of the cool ones if it went out on its own to do the shopping.
So here I am living in a cosmopolitan city with a bad haircut and an ugly cart.