Wednesday 30 September 2009

Urlaub in der Schweiz..

Drumroll! Fanfare!! I'm back from my first ever shlep out of Berlin. Took the very bold and more difficult than I thought decision of abandoning my cells for 4 days and catching a flight to Zurich..and man! was it worth it.

The flight from Tegel to Kloten was pretty uneventful.. well..except that I discovered Air Berlin serves you a sandwich and a Snickers bar for free..despite being a budget airline.. pretty neat start to a vacation eh?  The inevitable OPK (other peoples' kid..the loud obnoxious kind.) was there...screaming..but I pretty much slept through it..and an hour later I was in Zurich. Airport procedure was relatively smooth...blah blah.
R was supposed to meet me at the airport.. he did.. just a bit late! Not that much of a surprise...I doubt that between the two of us we've ever met on time for anything.. Doodled a bit at the ticket vending machine..figured out what tickets we needed..kind of.. and took the half hour tram ride to Seilbahn Rigiblick (SweizerDeutsch: cable car mountain view... because you can see the Alps from there on a clear day).. There's a pic of the daft confusing ticket vending thing..with the name of the station.... I love the name Rigiblick...sounds like something you'd call a hyperexcitable puppy!


 The next four days passed in happy oblivion... I wandered around in the old city... got a week pass for the public transport... Was really impressed by the fact that the ticket is valid for any 7 day that you validate it for not for 7 consecutive days like in Germany.

So.. the highlights of my happy-oblivionness... getting up late to the nicest view.. and not feeling guilty about being late for lab!
 
R and I fed the swans on lake Zurich every single day... with loaves..yes..loaves in plural!..of brot (bread!) we bought specially for them from CoOp city..It's not like I lurve swans or anything..i think they're freaky.. but we got a huge kick out of starting swan feeding frenzies..  pic below.. I got bitten while starting one of these.. this great nasty swan plucked the bread out of my hands..and nipped my fingers in the process..
                    

We also discovered that if you drop bits of bread on a swan's back, the foolish thing won't realise..and will soon have a flock of it's yeobirds pecking at it.... hilarious to watch...particularly if you pick the biggest meanest swan..

The ducks at that part of the lake were particularly fiesty... they'd zip in from nowhere and steal bread from under the swans' long s-shaped necks! This one particular red eyed, croaky voiced duck we'd nicknamed psycho-duck crapped a tonne into the lake in front of us...and turned the clear wated a murky green for a few hilarious minutes...

 
 Oh! and there were there moorhen things  that made whoopy noices and these reeeallly noisy..squaky screechy gulls...

Sprungli was another MAJOR treat... I did a Heiße Schoki there....

and the store was one of my fondest chocolate/pastry fantasies. I later ate these cream centered, melt-in-your-mouth mini pastrie things called Luxembourglis... shlurp..I can say no more!

The touristy things about Zurich can me found anywhere on the great wide net... I'd say the cathedral and the various museums are definitely worth a visit... And since this is starting to make me want to go back, I'm going to stop here!

Monday 7 September 2009

How come...

(questions I've had for as long as I can remember.. hopefully some will get answered here..)

..People dont see the beauty of snakes and crocs?
..I want to believe people when they say 'everything'll be alright' but I can't?
..I feel obliged to hold on to principles I don't believe in?
..There's never the right quantity of media in the tube so I keep having to refill?
..My mum's always right?
..I'm always too early of a bit late for things..never comfortably on time?
..Other folks are late if I'm on time?
..My super's there when I'm cleaning the bench but not when I'm working?
..My old friends never go (physically go!) with me when I move to a new place?

..There's ALWAYS a whining/sugar high/ bawling child in close proximity when I travel?
..Most of my childhood daydreams involved talking animals?!
..Mundane nonsense qualifies as small talk?
..Nobody can see my invisible alligator anymore?
.. Aforementioned child ALWAYS has a leaky nose and always finds it's way to me?
..I rarely ever eat enough..it's mostly too much or somethimes too less.
..Other folks can tell when I'm hungry but I can't?!
..It never rains when I can afford to lay in bed and loll?
..The jerk that knocked me off my bike hasn't received retribution?

..It takes so long to make friends?

Thursday 3 September 2009

South India- a primer

Seeing as this post will probably put several backs up..I'll apologise for any insensitivity in the upcoming blog. I'll also warn you not to read any further if you can't take a wack sense of humor.. if you can... haveits..for some of the non south indian folks I've had the (mis)fortune of meeting.. South India..a brief intro:

1. The 'South' comprises 4 states - Andhra Pradesh, Karnataka, Tamil Nadu and Kerala... it's not one blob of land called Madras.
2. Madras WAS the capital of Tamil Nadu... any Indian hailing from a place south of Maharashtra is NOT a 'Madrasi'.. in fact, the term's obsolete seeing as Madras doesn't exist anymore... refering to someone as that makes you deserving of a good hard foot stomp!
3. Do NOT tell someone who tells you she's Tamilian she doesn't 'look' like a south indian... if she's been pushed as far as I've been she might poke you in the eye! We're not clones!
4. When in South India, do not eat north indian food...if you must, dont whine that it's 'not like in dilli or bambai yaar' Of course it's not! This is not Dilli or Bambai, saar!
5. Idli and Dosai are eaten dipped in chutney or sambhar.. if you want to bite into the idlies first and drink the sambhar separately, go ahead.. just dont judge us when we bite into pani puris instead of shoving them into our mouths whole or eat puris with thenginkai chutney!
6. Do not insist on talking to us in Hindi! If we reply in another language it means we think we dont need to know it or/ and we dont want to speak it.. speak english..or the local language... or mime!
7. If you're thinking about starting a tirade of how horrible the south is..shut the hell up..we dint ask you to come here.. but you did..AND you overpaid and ruined our auto annas and velaikaara akkas.. adapt or get lost.
8. Don't smirk too much at 'South Indian' English... we pretend not to notice the fact that you say yaar after every sentence, is it naat so?
9. DO NOT be rude to staff, be a loud nuisance in public places and talk to bus conductors in Hindi!
10. Just because we dont shout every sentence and make a spectacle of ourselves, doesn't mean we're boring...just civilised!
and last but naat least...

Enjaai maadi swamy!



Shitty things that happened to me this week...

- my first mouse practical... involved murdering, skinning, disemboweling, dismembering and gouging out the eyes of BABY mices ( sob)
- I watched a scientist work with an undead (killed but flapping and flailing) chicken (i'm scarred for life!)
- two of the experiments for which we murdered the mices ( I know the plural of mouse is mice.. this is said meeses...it's personal..see?) screwed us over
-sauce from my falafel dripped all over my pants this morning..looked like the undead chicken had diarrhoea on me...or worse!
- We fought!
- The darn cells from the month long experiments were't enough!!
- it started to pour just as i got out of the station to walk 10 min to lab... I was late! and i didn't have an umbrella!!
- The Feta ruined my falafel... I paid 30c more for it!
- The darn store was out of lemon tea... have to make do with peach.
-My timer died..in the middle of a a very time dependent experiment!
- The mensa (cafeteria..geez!) at the practical course place sucks! I had to eat mashed potato with herbed curd for lunch..three days in a row.. yeuch!
- I had to shop! for clothes!!

Wednesday 2 September 2009

(old unpublished posts 3)I admire and super-like people who....

- do nice things without expecting anything in return
- really listen without interupting
- talk softly
-are genuinely sad when things go badly for others
- can be uninhibited anywhere ( think making cuckoo noises in forum food court or singing the hokey pokey in the elevator)
- that are there for me even when they aren't physically there.
-say things straight out instead of hinting
-don't need the spotlight all the time
-can appreciate Vadivelu comedy as well as Wodehouse
-see the appeal of a rainy day
-dont mind being dopey when the occasion calls for it
-enjoy feeding the ducks at the park, playing with stray puppies, smiling at unsmiling passers by and dont pretend otherwise.
-dont mask their enthusiasm for silly stuff..like cotton candy and fake basketball


Amma, Appa, Sandy, Snup, Mil, Rats... big fat hug!!