December 28
Day Two-
Let me introduce you to my cousin Chris’ girlfriend. She is from Brazil and professionally plays volleyball for a Swiss team. She is tall. Just as tall as Chris. Which is crazy that Chris would be able to find a girl as tall as he is! It's some kind of miracle! Anyway, Mari (spelling?) and Chris were going to Basil to see the Brazilian volleyball team play a team from Holland, and we decided to tag along.
Kirsten and I arrive at the train station with only about fifteen minutes to get in the ticket line to purchase a group pass to cut across Germany and back into Switzerland. The line was long. And slow. And there is nothing worse than a long and slow line when you are in a hurry. Some how Kirsten sweet talked her way to the front of the line, purchased the ticket and we took off running, only to make it on the train and find seats with just about a minute and a half to spare.
The volleyball game was pretty lopsided in terms of skill level. The Brazilian girls were quite good, although the Dutch team had one girl that when she served the ball, you basically just tried to get out of the way… it was like a bomb was going off in the gym. Anyway, these girls were GIANTS! I mean, HUGE! I have never seen so many tall girls in one place at one time! And to make things even more humorous (to me at least) was that when they were all together, they looked “normal.” I’m no expert on volleyball, so their height kept me much more entertained than their game.
When we got back home we had fondue for dinner. Now, only in Switzerland can you sit around a pot of melted cheese, a bowl of bread, and a few bottles of wine and call it dinner. I have never been a huge fondue fan in the past, but tonight, oh man, it was amazing. Maybe it was all the walking, or maybe it was the cold, or maybe it was just being in Switzerland, but I can’t even begin to tell you how much bread I ate. You know, when in Rome...
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