So I have started having some allergy problems that has led to my eyes looking like red saucers and is requiring me to carry around tissues with me wherever I go. This morning, Matt went to the Pharmacie to try to get me some antihistimines and apparently had one of those "joy of communicating in a foreign language" moments. I am sure he started with something like : Ma femme a les allegies et je voudrais le medicine." Apparently, she then tried to determine which brand of allergy medicine he would prefer and there was a great deal of gesturing and pointing. I keep imagining her asking about symptoms and Matt just pointing to his face and yelling "NEZ" over and over.
Continuing on the "Geneva is so expensive" theme, a box of Kleenex at the Tabac is 5 franc. I justified my recent itunes purchase by explaining it was cheaper than a coke. Not even a bottle of coke, but a can of coke. Besides, its the new Top Chef and thus irresistible.
Other than that the last two days have just been get up, eat breakfast at the center (a SMALL bowl of cereal, orange juice, hot tea, and 2 slices of bread with butter and jam) before heading to work, then working all day and then coming back and sneezing. So I will leave you with this picture of a field that we take almost nightly walks by. Again, life in Switzerland is hard.
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