Tekoe is a tea shop at the airport in Geneva. I just landed and am having a wee cup of Earl Grey while waiting for my good friend Faith to arrive. I also got a croissant with tea extract which in my opinion is more of an interesting idea than anything very extraordinary. It had some dark bits in it but apart from that it was pretty much a regular croissant, the good kind. Switzerland. Different language and currency. Not as many tall blond people around, and even at the airport it feels more chilled. I don't know how much I'll get to see and take in in just a weekend, but it's cool to be here. As the plane was landing I saw mountains and it brought a moment of joy to my Norwegian heart that is usually surrounded by a vey flat Holland where finding even a hill is unusual. It is good for cycling of course, something I'm getting more skilled at in the sense of navigating around confuse tourists and I haven't hit anyone properly yet (and hope I never will). I was very tempted to take a whole bunch of photos through a slightly dirty train window as I travelled from Geneva to Bern, but I kept reminding myself that I would probably have ample opportunity to take much better ones later on. On arrival in Bern we were picked up by the lovely couple soon to be married, and our trek to the car took us past a number of significant sights like the government building and bear park. Of course all well photographed and documented. The drive to the place we are staying was deep in the Swiss countryside (although I guess there is a limit to how deep you can get in a country this size). Along windy roads it seemed each scenic view was more spectacular than the last, and even with rain hitting the windscreen it made me in awe of the beauty of creation. Sitting here on the veranda with fields and mountains in my view, I find it's almost breathtaking, and I can't help but worship my Creator. It's so calm and yet so majestic. And as the clouds clear more and more I look forward to the full view which should emerge with good weather tomorrow. And my lungs are happy to be filled with fresh mountain air for a change. So here I am. Tomorrow will be a full day of celebration. But for right now I think I'll just sit here for a bit and let the peaceful sound of sheep bells clinging and cows mooing, and beauty and the fresh air refresh my soul.
Tekoe is a tea shop at the airport in Geneva. I just landed and am having a wee cup of Earl Grey while waiting for my good friend Faith to arrive. I also got a croissant with tea extract which in my opinion is more of an interesting idea than anything very extraordinary. It had some dark bits in it but apart from that it was pretty much a regular croissant, the good kind. Switzerland. Different language and currency. Not as many tall blond people around, and even at the airport it feels more chilled. I don't know how much I'll get to see and take in in just a weekend, but it's cool to be here. As the plane was landing I saw mountains and it brought a moment of joy to my Norwegian heart that is usually surrounded by a vey flat Holland where finding even a hill is unusual. It is good for cycling of course, something I'm getting more skilled at in the sense of navigating around confuse tourists and I haven't hit anyone properly yet (and hope I never will). I was very tempted to take a whole bunch of photos through a slightly dirty train window as I travelled from Geneva to Bern, but I kept reminding myself that I would probably have ample opportunity to take much better ones later on. On arrival in Bern we were picked up by the lovely couple soon to be married, and our trek to the car took us past a number of significant sights like the government building and bear park. Of course all well photographed and documented. The drive to the place we are staying was deep in the Swiss countryside (although I guess there is a limit to how deep you can get in a country this size). Along windy roads it seemed each scenic view was more spectacular than the last, and even with rain hitting the windscreen it made me in awe of the beauty of creation. Sitting here on the veranda with fields and mountains in my view, I find it's almost breathtaking, and I can't help but worship my Creator. It's so calm and yet so majestic. And as the clouds clear more and more I look forward to the full view which should emerge with good weather tomorrow. And my lungs are happy to be filled with fresh mountain air for a change. So here I am. Tomorrow will be a full day of celebration. But for right now I think I'll just sit here for a bit and let the peaceful sound of sheep bells clinging and cows mooing, and beauty and the fresh air refresh my soul.