Thursday, August 5, 2010

The Swiss make me smile

So after I picked up my new running shoes bought off of eBay (and paid about half their value again in import duty, but that is another post) I noticed my postal code had been written in ink beside the address label. Strange. I am sure I put the right one down and looked at the crossed out postal code. Sure enough, it was identical to the handwritten one. It was just incorrectly positioned you see. In Switzerland Suisse, the postal code is written BEFORE the city. Apparently some postal workers like to correct the mail passing through the system. This is not the first time. I have had Geneva Geneve and Switzerland Suisse. Actually, I think it was Switzerland Suisse!!!! It makes me smile each time. It is just so....Swiss Suisse.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Toilet humour

Ok, so I have been a very, very, very bad blogger to my few loyal readers. I have almost a full year of little stories to tell you that of course I have forgotten most of, so in the interest of just getting "pen to paper" I will relate this priceless anecdote from our recent vacation. We were staying at a backpackers paradise, with young 20-25year olds finding themselves in Europe. Lucas made many friends. He certainly follows his Popeye's philosophy that a stranger is just a friend you haven't met yet. So my little social butterfly goes into the mens room to do his business in a stall. One of his new friends is in another stall and a random gentleman comes in to also use the facilities. The distinct sound of bodily gas being expelled reverberates through the room. Lucas, still in his own stall, giggles and demands "Who tooted?"

Story related to Chris by the "new friend" who also remarked "Your kids are awesome!" I humbly agree.