Alliteration is fun, isn’t it?
Some 15 minutes into traveling abroad (I hadn’t even reached Geneva yet, this was still in Heathrow International Airport), I managed to almost board the wrong flight and spill an entire coke on my lap. It can only go up, right? Suffice it to say that the first day was a little bit rough. After ~11 hours of boarding, disembarking, traveling and traversing the Atlantic Ocean, I touched down in beautiful Geneva. Unfortunately, that was part of the problem. I arrived somewhere in the middle of Geneva, with little idea of how to get to my housing. As I would come to understand, about 1.5 hours later, the Geneva airport is on the far north side of the city, while my housing complex is on the far south. Needless to say, after lugging my two bags and backpacks all around the city, I was ready to shower and sleep once I got to my apartment.
When I paid for my apartment some three months ago, I was told that the amenities included a kitchenette and bathroom. Hearing this, I wholly expected to walk into my room to find a shower and kitchenette. Imagine my surprise when I found I will be living in a dorm room for the next three months. Apparently my kitchenette and shower would be shared with 16 other students. C’est la vie, indeed.
Exhausted, hungry and grumpy, I made my way out to get a bite to eat. Unfortunately, nearly everything in town is closed on Sundays. After a bit of searching, I found a pizza place that remained open. Hugely appreciative of their willingness to spite (what seems to be) Swiss custom, I kept my protests to myself as I paid upwards of $22 for a personal pizza. Welcome to Geneva.
Feeling a bit better after eating, I returned to my room. It seems that in my haste to make judgements on my cell, I had missed something. My room has a spectacular view. My apartment dorm (henceforth referred to as Cite) is located at the south end of the city, and my window faces north, allowing me an incredible vista of Geneva and the surrounding mountains. One of my favorite parts about traveling is the moments that make you ask “how did I get here?” Gazing out across the city was one of those moments. I think I can make this work.