well well now. This was a very very interesting weekend. Out of nowhere on Sunday night we decide (myself, Susanna, Einam, and Idan) to go to Basel Switzerland for a lovely little trip out of the country since this is the week that we have off for the schooling stuff. So I decide to pack and stuff and we booked a hostel (yeah I can't believe it either) and we went there and left Ludwigsburg at 8:32 a.m. on Monday morning heading for the North country. We rode the damn trains for about seven hours north and west, and had to endure all sorts of shit on the way like this random guy who started yelling at us in German when he discovered I was in a chair and trying to get on the railroad. So yeah. And then when we were about five minutes away from Basel, the Tour De France and all of their sponsors rolled into our cargo section and we were trapped by a thousand bikes.
When suddenly the KontoLeren walks in. By the way, the KontoLeren is the German version of a police officer for the railroad. And when he walked in and asked us for our passports, we didn't have them because I had left it right here in my desk on accident. And so he demanded that we leave the train and head back to Germany because he basically called us a possible terrorist threat or whatever. So we exit the train and are totally pissed cause we're only ten feet away from the border of Switzerland, and on the way out, Susanna pulls a split in the railway tracks, (the Glize) and slips and all falls into the tracks with one leg, with one leg stuck up on the concrete boarder of the station. So we had to rescue her, and then afterwards she basically went near hysterical as we poured out our life stories to the Swiss Politizi and they granted us a temporary pass to be there for a few days.
So we barely made it into Switzerland, and Susanna almost lost her leg. We got there and went the Hostel which was acutally extremely nice for what I was expecting. And then we went to look around. And we went to the Three Kings Hotel (which we weren't supposed to be in) and we looked around it was very cool. Then we were walking around and we saw a water pool and we thought it was horses and as we were talking about it, a woman walked up and started drinking it. It was very funny and totally random, as we were getting stalked by a four person Mariachi band that was totally annoying. Then we went to sleep after eating at Burger King which cost us an unbelievable 35CHF or Swiss Francs, or about 18 Euros over in Germany, or 30.00 in US Dollars. Then we got up and went to the Tinguely museum in Basel, which is a museum of mechanical wonders, with moving art.
It was pretty cool especially this music machine where you put blocks on a blue grid and it depending on the position of the cubes it makes musical noise. It was very awesome. Then we played a game of chess with chess pieces the sizes of people and it was hot. Then we went to the art museum and I bought a few postcards of some pretty awesome art. Then we stopped at the Elizabethan church and I put some money in the alter and wrote a prayer for Jessica in the prayer book. Then we went to the see the Münster, which is a very, VERY old church. Let me put it this way. It suffered an earthquake in 1096 and had to be rebuilt.
So it was built before that. So we're talking like 1200 or 1300 year old church. Very old. But very cool. And we saw a plaque that had Susanna's exact name in German and the date she died in 1842. So it was weird. Then we went shopping for souveniors and then afterward fell asleep after we went drinking in a bar. The last day we got up and went to a market festival and I bought two bars of pure white Swiss chocolate and some truly KICK ASS pesto sauce made from scratch and wild garlic. I bought some presents for my family and my mom for her birthday and a new Paul Oakenfold CD.
Afterward we headed back where we faced the Tour De France Redux, only this time it was a new mixture with a few retarded people, a few assholes, and a complete nursery. The woman next to me told Susanna that if she didn't peel the orange that she offered to her son fast enough (as the train was coming to a stop) that she would blame her forever if her son had bad luck from having a promise broken to him, even though Susanna never promised her son the orange. So we had to intervene to save the life of her son, and give him the orange. And finally after another 7 and a half hours, we made it back to Ludwigsburg. Whew.
P.S. I went over Eliza's today for the first time to have crepé suzettes with everyone for dinner. And her roommate Alex came and joined us at the table. He is the hottest guy that I've seen here at the PH yet!!! Wow. He's sooooo hot!!!! lol. Well he's about the same level as Markus. LOL. :-)
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