Ohne Oktoberfest

I didn't go to Oktoberfest, and I'm okay with that. Sorta, I mean, It WOULD have been amazing but I start school on monday.

So after that fiasco, I am finally back in France, appreciating how nice it is on the ears. Hearing that train woman speak in French and not German was like, a cool drink of beautiful soft sounding gentle water. I know I my heritage is German, maybe I should rep it, but its not a very beautiful language to listen to when you have no idea what anyone is saying. Although I DO like "tchus!" which means "see you later!"

I traveled all the way across La Swisse today. Switzerland is wow. BEAUTIFUL. Even the cows were beautiful. I saw the moon above the alps, this amazing lake near Genevia (Geneve as we say here in La France) and lots of cows, vineyards and lots of greenery. I definitely want to go back and spend time there. I realize I haven't seen country-side in a while which has never occurred to me to be strange. I mean, I love the city but there's just something about looking out over a huge glacial lake in the alps that makes you feel so existential and thats something I kind of miss out on living in the city.


Okay. Enough philosophy. I am D-E-A-D T-I-R-E-D. Vachement fatiguee. VAAAACCHHHEEEMEENNNNTTT

Passing out.
~Ruby