Ticket machines

It always bugs me when after typing in all their details people are shocked that they then have to pay for a ticket. Like the ticket machine is not the magic one that was handing out free tickets yesterday. Then after about 5 seconds of disbelief and just as my train is running in they decide to get their wallet out.

the boy on the bus

I catch the bus every weekday to work and on that bus there is a fairly cute guy. It took him seven (yes seven) months to start talking to me, I go away for one week and we seem to have reverted back to politely nodding at each other. I will never understand the swiss mentality.... ever :(

Sunshine!!!!

I am heading home and there is still daylight, I am quite excited by this fact and had to share it sorry.

Scaffolding............

Took a trip  to Strasbourg yesterday, its beautiful. I have a question though.... do the french love scaffolding?

Here is the famous cathedral (note the scaffolding)

(I would change the orientation but sideways pictures are my thing and .. I don't know how to do it. Do I teach computing? Oh yes I do!)

The egyptian house and the glorious use of scaffolding.

if you look very closely you can see the pharoah's

The famous Dam that is on every picture of Strasbourg

Can you see it? No that is because it is covered in scaffolding!



It is a beautiful city though, very much like a big version of York shambles if you have ever been there. Didnt go to the European parliament, its probably covered in Scaffolding right now.....

I have been inspired..........

I have been back in Switzerland for a week and have been inspired by my friend Krystal's blogpost at www.avillagetown.com to post about my first trip home.

When I was speaking to people about my first vacation home the responses I got were either it was going to be amazing or a complete mindf..!  I like to think it was a mix of both.

It was amazing to see my family especially my godson and his older brother, who was more excited about angry birds than seeing his "aunty". It was also amazing to see my friends new twin daughters and to see my friend who has just found out she it expecting. It was also really exciting to hear about my friend Nic's wedding plans. However,  it was also very strange, suddenly I could understand everything everyone was saying, I nearly got run over looking the wrong way on the street and everyone was the same but some how I felt a bit out of the loop.

So here is my list of things I miss -

Shops - so much choice and the abilty to express your individuality through clothing
Tesco - for choice in food and cheap prices (and its less minky than asda)
Family - it was really difficult when my godson didnt recognise me
Real ale - so much nicer than der stange's
Cars - being able to drive in a car

Things I dont miss

Chavs - minkers hanging around the shopping mall acting cool
snow - and Scotlands complete inability to deal with it
My old job - speaking to the friend I used to work with its actually got worse
Ellon - the same people in the same pubs pulling the same people (surely its not doing the gene pool any favours!)
Accent - OMG I would like to kill the Aberdonian and Aberdeenshire accent

Hope 2011 is as great as the end of 2010

My new fixation

This week I have discovered a new fixation - checking flight arrivals/departures and weather forecasts at every airport that i maybe flying to/from.  Doesn't really help anything but I like to feel informed. 

So my updated plan for xmas is as follows -

get up, drink lots of prosecco, go for a walk about luzern, watch a movie then sleep

Im not the only person to be affected by the adverse weather and it could be worse I could be stuck in London.

But just to make it clear BA are dodgers stay away from their scummy flights

The rollercoaster month..............

It is coming up to Christmas, I wouldn’t need a calendar to tell you this I am just having my usual Christmas emotion fest. Except this year it is in reverse.


Normally at this time of year I hate being in Scotland. I hate the shops filled to the brim with customers, I hate the constant stream of sofa adverts and the permanent temptation of mince pies. I’ve spent my life moaning about how much I hate Christmas. However, as much as it kills me to say it there were certain days last week when the thought of Tesco was enough for me to have tears running down my face.


Then after a super surreal weekend I woke up to the reality that I actually live in a beautiful place. I went and stayed at a tiny ski resort in the mountains, to see my favorite band of the last 12 years, with two of the loveliest people I’ve ever met. Returning back to LU instead of having the post weekend blues, I ended up at the cutest Christmas market and then off for gluhwein with some other lovely people. And once again I was upset just because I was happy.

Life on the Christmas emotion rollercoaster, not fun, but often full of surprises.