Showing posts with label oddities. Show all posts
Showing posts with label oddities. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

It's ok. You can 'du' me.

I love speaking German. This we know. But sometimes, the rules of German just make me CRAZY. For example, the other day at work, someone was talking about how she had reached a point with a client that she can talk to her 'per du.' This was a BIG DEAL. She was excited about it. It meant she had broken the barrier and the two were on informal terms... they were officially on 'du' terms. No longer on 'Sie' terms... What is all this du and Sie mess? Well, this is one of the biggest differences between English and German (besides the three genders and the four cases) -allow me to explain the phenomenon that is German formal speech.

Say I run into an old friend at the store and we used to play naked in eachother's paddle pool (direct Bridget Jones reference for any fans...), I would greet this person in informal German:
'Hallo! Wie geht's?' or 'Wie geht's dir? Hast du Zeit?'
But if I ran into a complete stranger or a new client at work, and we have never played naked in any pools together, let alone never met before, and we are not on a first name basis, I would greet him/her in formal German:
'Guten Tag, Herr XXX. Wie Geht es Ihnen? Haben Sie Zeit für mich?'
So in German, when it is informal and you know the person well and are on a first name basis, you can go per 'du' and 'dir' and the accompanying verb forms ('hast du, or bist du, etc) without worry. In formal German, you have to use the formal tenses (haben instead of hast) with Sie or Ihnen. Sometimes, neighbors and work colleagues are forever on Sie terms. They never cross to the dark (albeit friendly) side. It is just not going to ever happen...

I mix up my 'du's' and my 'Sie's' a lot. It is the crux of being a non-native German speaker. I speak 'du' with colleagues at work. It is an American company - so we are naturally all friendly and open and work 'per du.' :) Then in the real world, I naturally 'du' everyone and screw up my whole intro and have to go back and 'Sie' the crap out of the conversation so the person knows I know what I am doing and wanted to give them the respect they deserved...

So on one hand - it is great to have this respect thing built into the language - but on the other hand, I think the German speakers should just give up this whole 'Sie' thing. I think it keeps them at a distance, it keeps them cold and at arms length. I have had conversations with Swiss that are oftentimes confused - 'Well, she du-ed me in the email but I don't think we are per du yet, as she is always like 'Sie' this and that on the phone. What should I do?!' OH THE PAIN OF THE DU- SIEs!?!' To du or not to du. That is often the question.

Well, here is your answer -just 'du' it already, I say... it will make the world a better place and make German easier for us non-native speakers.

Here - I will take the first step. You can all du me.

There ... one down. :)
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Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Walk on the Wild Side...

Another great shot from the Worldwide Photo Walk...

Switzerland is full of rules. Sometimes too many. Here are a few things to do if you want to be a bit different and walk on the wild side in Switzerland. Have fun.
  1. 'Rechts stehen, links gehen.' Have you heard this before? It means 'Stand to the right, walk on the left.' It pertains to when you are standing on an escalator - you should stand on the right and walk on the left. Want to be different and piss some people off in the meantime, how about standing in the middle? Or perhaps you want to lay down on the escalator. Be my guest. (Jace hates this too! hehe)

  2. Instead of kissing on the cheek - go for the hug. It throws the Swiss off... way off... perhaps it is too much contact. Then again, I would rather hug a lot of people than come that close to them with my mouth. Up to you!

  3. Don't dry your hair. I do not even own a hair drier. I cannot tell you how many weird looks I get when I wear my hair wet or come to work with wet hair - despite it being 80 degrees out. I think it goes against all Swiss principles...

  4. Eat peanut butter in public. Man - this is almost a universal annoyance to anyone that is not American. No one, especially the Swiss, can fathom why you would spread peanuts on bread - and couple that with jam or jelly and they just go INSANE.

  5. Dip pineapple in your fondue... I love to tell the Swiss what I like to dip in their fondue. If it is not bread, it just drives them mad... 'Oh yea, I love to dip pineapple, broccoli, cauliflower... all that straight into my Appenzeller. Just dip it right in, yum, yum, yum.' And watch the jaws drop.

  6. Answer the phone with just hello. Oh does it stop them in their tracks. RING RING... 'Hello.'....... PAUSE FOR 16 hours... 'Um...Gruetzi, Frau Schweiz am Apparat..'... and then just say 'Ja.' Oh is it great. Then again, I don't like answering the phone so sometimes I just don't.
Got any others? What do you do to have a bit of fun with the Swiss... (before they take their alphorn and beat you over the head with it for making them resent letting you into their great country...) :)
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Tuesday, July 7, 2009

How I drank 50 francs worth of mojitos... otherwise known as Caliente

Um... so as far as photo journalism goes - this time, I was totally rubbish. I will tell you that right now, up front. We are keeping it real here at Swisstory. I mean, I do have a very, VERY valid excuse, so let's just get it over with... Why didn't I get really good shots of Caliente, the Latin festival that took place in Zurich this last weekend? Um, Ahem..., did you read the post title? Yeah. Um, that's why.

So instead of taking photos of all the Latin music tents and food stands (and holy bejezus was there some great food on offer - I'm talking barbecue, steak sandwiches, Thai food, Mexican and all kinds of international fare the likes of which Zurich has never seen - um... can you say tamales? Yeah, it was that good...), I have about a dozen pictures of me taking photos of... myself...

and Andrea... and Jace and Christian... and the mojitos... and more pictures of myself... and before everyone thinks I am a big drunk, let's just get a few things straight. 1) I never drink mixed drinks in Switzerland. Why? Well, because I like to have a positive bank balance, thank you. They are that expensive. They were CHF 12 each and tiny at Caliente (so CHF 50 worth of dixy cup mojitos is not that many really...) but if you got the right booth they were magical and I realized how much I missed them and how much I wished my mint plant would grow and that limes would magically appear from behind my ears and ...

2) it was Caliente. You have to drink mojitos so it was my civic duty. Yes, MY DUTY. So much so that I think below Andrea was telling Christian that I needed another mojito. She is a good friend. She understands the law of the land when it comes to Caliente. ;)

The day was awesome (but expensive... then again, what is not when it comes to special events in Switzerland?!) and pretty low key, which was great, as around 10 pm it was as though everyone in Zurich came out to lambada all over me and you inched from bar to bar and could barely breathe. They need to do a better job of spacing the events out next time - so if you have kids, I say go in the afternoon for the food (can you say ribs?! and perhaps 1 mojito... it's ok, I won't tell..) and get out before the crowds come into town and just after you get a bit of salsa in ya - that's dance I mean, not dip, but you can do both, I said I won't tell.

Did anyone else go and get to experience more than a bit of lime, mint, rum, and summer loving?

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Wednesday, June 3, 2009

My run in with a Swiss Igel - that's a hedgehog folks!

These signs are all over the place since Spring - notifying drivers to 'Please let (the hedgehogs) live.' I had never seen one of these little creatures - that is until last week! I was out tending to the garden, staying out a bit too late perhaps trying to get my weeding up to par with the neighbors, and while walking home just as darkness fell, I rounded the corner and nearly stepped on a football sized hedgehog.

After screaming a few profanities, I proceeded to talk to the little guy, as you do, you know, when you meet a hedgehog face to face - and to calm you both down - and I told him I was sorry for the outcry and that it was ok, I wouldn't hurt him and he could cease from burying his face into the dirt. The poor little nocturnal fella was no doubt collecting some tasty morstle when I, a crazy girl with a weird accent, shocked the spikes right off of him.

Upon realizing that having a conversation with a hedgehog is about as pointless as ... well... as it comes... I hurried home and dragged Jace out to show him this unique creature, but alas he had trampled off into the dark... probably to go get hit by a car.

So please, let these guys live - will ya? At least for my sake! :)
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Clever, clever Swiss tourism campaigns...

I got this in the mail yesterday and was about to automatically add it to the recycle pile... but then I saw that it had my name in the headline... and then I realized what it said (We do everything to make your summer vacation perfect...) and suddenly I was laughing in hysterics.

Remember this? Where they were asking for volunteer Swiss mountain cleaners? If you missed it, do watch the youtube video!

Well, I did sign up to be a Swiss mountain cleaner - and I guess from now on I will get little surprises in my post like this - more the merrier, I say. They are hilarious. The back of the post card says to visit MySwitzerland.com/top for special deals and offers for Swiss travel. And hell, go on and visit it. With such a clever ad campaign, I think they deserve a bit of traffic!

And I do hope they are fixing up any broken cowbells! I wouldn't want this to be false advertising now! And I do love those cow bells. :)
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Thursday, April 2, 2009

Weird and Wonderful Switzerland...

Have you ever seen such a pink pigeon before?

Um, ok so I did a little photoshop on this baby and made her glow like an Easter egg, but those are her colors, no lying... she is pink. How strange, I thought, and she let me take a few shots of her, strutting her stuff, and then she took a big crap and flew off. The oddities of life. Gotta love it.

Living abroad you are generally overwhelmed with these oddities - and this last week was no difference. Let me share one of my favorites:

While wandering the streets on Sunday, after taking the Spring shots from Monday's post, I decided to wander up Bahnhofstrasse. I love to look into the shop windows and wonder what posesses the Swiss to leave all their expensive watches and jewelry on display over the weekend while counterparts across the pond pack up anything of value each night for fear or break-ins... but back to the point, I was minding my own business, enjoying the day, looking for things to photograph, remarking at how everyone was so happy and carefree, children were playing in the streets... and then...

I got spit on.

That's right. This 'charming' group of children was playing around and one second I was smiling at their laughter, and the next, a devilish child with freckles was checking the scene, scoping out the circumference, and to my horror he arched his back and tried to spit on his friend - and he missed. Instead... he spit on me.

Now this is Bahnhofstrasse people - one buys expensive watches and fur coats here, one does not get SPAT on.

Luckily, I was in good spirits and only had time to give the small child and the father who obviously was not watching his brood a bit of a long furrowed frown... but I cannot get over the fact that no one apologized to me. The kid got a bit of a finger wagging from Dad but I definately stopped in my tracks long enough for someone to say 'sorry' and nothing came.

Isn't this weird? I always thought for some reason kids were more well-behaved over here...

So watch out. Spring is in the air and you might just get pooped at or spat on. Just hopefully not both on the same day. :)

Speaking of crazy days - read about Young Traveler's April Fools Day here.
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Wednesday, April 1, 2009

New X-Box Game - Alpine Legend




Want to 'become a tri-horn blastmaster?' Feel the need to 'don Lederhosen and blow your own trumpet?' This new Alpine Legend X-Box game is the answer to all our prayers, now we can be a part of the Swiss band:

Jam with alpine legends like Franz "The Manz" Lang and Johann Hornbostel. Shake the mountain tops with 100 classic Alphorn tracks including, “Whose spit is in my horn?” and “More goat bell (It needs)”.

Take your band through all the alpine rights of passage: a mountainous village tour, recording sessions in a log cabin studio, overcoming throat soother addiction, and even competing in a live yodel off.

Don't forget to 'immerse yourself with the mountain goat add on!!!'

Ps. The key to this game is the text at the bottom of the page... ah, how little it takes to make my day. Happy April Fools.
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Sunday, February 22, 2009

5 Musings and 1 Muse

I am crazy busy at the moment. Work is busy. I come home tired and exhausted, in one of those states where my eyes hurt from looking at a computer screen all day and the last thing I want to do is blog. I am sorry - usually blogging is my relaxation, my sharing time, my playdate with the Internet. But lately all I can seem to do is take off my shoes, heat something up, and pry my eyes open so that I fall asleep at a respectable adult-like hour. Pathetic.

Here are a few things on my mind at the moment, little tidbits of ideas that I meant to blog about but have missed in the haze that has been my existence over the last few days:

1. What on earth was the Brazilian chic thinking when she mutilated her (supposedly pregnant) belly and claimed to have been mobbed and attacked by Neo-Nazis on a train platform in Zurich? Thank goodness this attack was just one big hoax. Shame on her for putting Zurich in the public eye for such a lie.

2. English as ANOTHER official language in Switzerland? Um, don't they already have FOUR official languages? What up? Perhaps the Swiss should have a chat with the US, where we still avoid making Spanish an official language. Cablecom and UBS already have English options... I think they know what their customers are speaking, the rest of the country can follow if they want to communicate with the people - but another official language? Hmmm... sounds like someone wants more paperwork!

3. Who decided that the German language needed to have three gender cases? Why couldn't "THE" just be enough? I am so frustrated by German at the moment. If you speak with me in German and you realize that instead of der, die or das I use a slurring that sounds just like a 'duh' noise, you now know why. Stupid articles. I hate you. I spit at you. You make me sound like a silly cartoon figure perhaps even on the scale of a Borat. Loathe is not strong enough a word. Spat. Hack. Take that you silly language... don't even get me started on Swiss German. Today is not the day.

4. I will be coming home in May for my brother's graduation. I am pretty excited about seeing family and friends, and at the same time I am wondering if they make luggage big enough for the shopping spree I am planning. Then again, I will need to pay $20 per piece of checked luggage these days - pathetic service...not to mention I just got back from a Swiss flight - one flight - no connections and THEY LOST MY LUGGAGE. It has not been 24 hours yet but they better find it or I might FREAK OUT. I had visions today of running against the flow of the baggage carosel and kicking oncoming bags out of my way while screaming, "FIND IT!!!!!!!!!! FIND MY BAG YOU HEATHENS!!!" But I did not because of already negative expat press, see item 1. I had it all planned, too, down to swinging down into the sorting room and making grunting noises while lifting oversized bags effortlessly out of my way to get to my personal effects. Nonetheless, we are on standby. Stupid Swiss Airlines. Stupid bad expat press.

5. The financial crisis continues and UBS is again at the fore, hiding Swiss accounts held by US citizens in a big tax evasion story. Now UBS has to come forth with the customer details and will pay out an $850 million dollar fine. All this ludicriousness, and come March they are going to be charging me a monthly fee for my account... it just doesn't seem fair. I would switch banks if the effort did not make my eyelashes hurt - it is that painful - and if I felt that during this financial crisis some good would come of it. Can we trust anyone with our money anymore? Goodbye coffee house funds, hello coffee cans.

I promise I will get back into the blogging mood soon. Until then, please send me your 'atta girl' pick me ups in a comment, and perhaps link me to a good source of inspiration. I feel another grueling week ahead of me... until then, here is some photo inspiration for you for the week, because no matter how tough it gets, remember it could always be worse:

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Friday, February 6, 2009

It's a bird! It's a plane!... no silly, it's the Fonduetram!

I would not have believed it if I did not see it with my own eyes... and I did. I almost ran into it, or it me, a few weeks ago and I ran home to see what it was all about - enter: The Fondue Tram.

You don't have to be a genius to figure out what this marvel of Swiss transportation is - but in case you need assistance, it is a tram, on which during the course of a 2 hour grand tour around Zürich you get to stuff yourself with Fondue. Is this my kind of heaven? Yes, I think so. Efficiency and cheese. Doesn't get better than this.

Details are on the VBZ Site here, but in German. Use the Google Webpage Translator to read the page for all the wheres and whens. It costs a whopping 89 CHF per person and goes from January through February 28th. Enjoy!

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Saturday, January 31, 2009

Stadelhofen beautiful?

Just chilling with the Stumble Upon today, and came across this... never looked at Stadelhofen as a beautiful subway, but from this vantage I have to agree... it is interesting.

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Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Blinde Kuh - Dining in the Dark...

For our first adventure with Sarah in Zurich, I booked us a table on Halloween night at the Blinde Kuh - literally the blind cow, but it means Blind Man's Bluff in German. I originally read about the Blinde Kuh on This Non-American Life - so thanks, Jul.

Basically, the premise is dining in the dark. And as the website claims, it was the world's first dark restaurant, started as part of a darkness themed expo and interestingly the servers are blind.
Blinde Kuh Restaurant - Zurich

I booked way in advance, probably three months ago and did so online. I received a confirmation then and a week before that I had to reply to in order to hold our spot. We had reservations for 19:00, and when we arrived the reception was pretty empty... which was fine because we were a bit nervous about eating in pitch black conditions.

Sarah at the Blinde Kuh
She was jetlagged and yet, amazingly, did not fall asleep at dinner! ;)

The reception and, thank heavens, the toilets are the only lighted areas. When you arrive you get a table number and a server's name, because the only way you will get something while in the restaurant is by calling the server. Again, you cannot see anything! You are essentially blind for the evening.

Hence, we also had to pick out our meal before hand. A handy projection of the evening's offerings was available in the reception in four languages.

Then you are also told multiple times to put EVERYTHING into a locker, because if you drop it inside the restaurant, you will never find it and hence never see it again. So we did as we were told, also depositing anything that emitted light - cell phones, watches, etc. as we understood that the experience would be ruined otherwise.... then we were taken to the cloaked doorway, our server was called, and we entered the restaurant via conga line, holding onto our blind server.

Now, I know I should not have done so... but I took my camera into the restaurant to get a few shots of the experience. I know. I am bad. But I figured you would want the full low down. So here goes:
As soon as we got into the restaurant, we were carefully seated at our table and we were greeted by another couple at our table. This is a picture of them. She is pregnant, but she doesn't look it. I know, she looks amazing for being 8 months pregnant. They were Swiss and very fun dinner partners.
The room felt really small, but only because we were the only people in the restaurant at the time and there was no way to orientate yourself. It felt like you were alone, surrounded by voices and nothing else... nothing until you started to feel around, recognizing your regular restaurant items - table cloth, utensils, plate, etc. Suddenly things were making a bit of sense. Later when the restaurant filled, we got a better idea of the size of the room and it is pretty big, photo above.

Here is a photo of our server, who returned to ask us what we would like to eat and drink, and thankfully she spoke some English. Everything was going great until I ordered the three of us veal and our server didn't understand... so I freaked and said... "Um... veal... how do you translate that? Um... Baby kuh?"... ice broken, three baby cows ordered in the dark. How fitting.

Here is a photo montage of the food we had - fish cerviche, veal cheeks with mashed potatoes and the most heavenly chocolate truffle cake with whipped cream. You probably didn't see the whipped cream next to the cake because I ate it all with my hands. Sorry. It was all delicious and we also learned that the chef can see... interesting, eh?

After dessert I couldn't help myself anymore... and that's when this happened:
This is a photo that Jace took of me blowing on Sarah. I was really quiet, and almost instantly she turned to me and said, "Did you feel that? What was that?!" and I said, "Huh? Feel what?" and then I couldn't keep my cool and I broke out laughing. Good thing we got it on film or else no one would know how funny I truly am. Hahahaha. ;)

Sarah found it pretty funny but said that she could smell my breath and knew the whole time that it was me. YUCK! :)

I admit, the experience was weird and amazing and fun and scary all at the same time. After awhile, you get used to the dark and learn to orient yourself around the plate and table. I cannot tell you how many empty forkfuls I took to my mouth, but eventually I figured out a method of shoveling and pushing around the plate until the food made it into my mouth.

I was afraid that perhaps Sarah and Jace would find the experience ridiculous, but we all agreed that it was really fun and interesting to be blind for the night and we chatted about our different experiences for the better half of the trip home.... much of our observations I have left out, because I think you will get more out of the meal if you experience it for yourself.

Hence, although the experience is not cheap, I would highly recommend eating at the Blinde Kuh in Zurich... it is really a once in a lifetime experience (ok, twice, we are taking you, Val!). You really should try it yourself sometime.... just don't forget to watch out for this:

Just kidding. There is absolutely no way to avoid THAT. So don't even try. ;)

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

I can't believe it's.... butter.

Um. Ok. I will translate only... and let you decide what you think about this.
(From a billboard campaign found in the train station.)

"Butter"

He, in his JCrew-esque way says, "I eat butter."

She, in her, I just shot up in the bathroom and then, for the 43rd day in a row decided not to brush my mangled hair way says, "I don't."

Underneath the poster it says: "Butter. Everything else is just not natural. Questions, go to www.butter.ch."



All I have to say is... "Was?!"

OMG.. it gets so much better on the site! Visit it: www.butter.ch

OMG x 1000000... I just realized the blonde is a dude... Jesus, eat your butter.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

The Swiss' Lucky Number 13

Zurich Tram 13 - Photo by Gerome (ggerome) on Flickr

Did you know that there is actually a name for the fear associated with the number 13? Oh yes, it is called Triskaidekaphobia.

Now, I don't have a problem with this, being born on the 13th of July (no gifts, please...) I am accustomed to the Friday the 13th birthdays. Nothing seriously has gone bad yet...right? (Ps. If I were afraid of Friday the 13th, I would have friggatriskaidekaphobia.)

But a lot of cultures are scared to death by 13 and its magical powers. For example, I even got used to the lack of floor 13 in South Korea where they take the superstition to new heights. And wikipedia says that lots of cultures cut out the 13th floor and avoid groupings of 13 like the plague. Some Asian businessmen won't even conduct a meeting or business lunch if there are thirteen people in attendance.

All except the Swiss.... I realized the other day, that contrary to most countries, the Swiss seem to have an affinity for the number 13.
All these cultures fear 13, but the Swiss seem to be unfazed... interesting.

I am sure there are more... do you have an example of how the Swiss don't fear the number 13?

Monday, September 29, 2008

Go on... Guess! What is this Swiss thing?

Three guesses what this is!

A Gnome door? Nope! ... Good guess though. Ok here is some more detail.

A fancy Swiss wind ornament? ... Nope!... Want more?

A drain for excess rain on one's patio? Nope!... Ok... Ok. Stop the crying. I will tell you.

Ok... prepare yourself.

It is a kitty staircase! (Ok... um, you can stop laughing now... No I am serious. Stop laughing. I am completely, 100% serious... thank you... the milk coming out of your nose was not attractive by the way...)

Yes, that is right. Switzerland is definately a Cat paradise. If you are a cat lover and you didn't happen to get a ground floor apartment, don't stress! Kitty can be let in and out with ease by using the ever clever and ingenious kitty staircase. These are very popular and while I have yet to see a cat use one (do they take it slowly or bolt up it? I am dying to know), I know that they do because there are kitties out and about everywhere here... You still have to open up the door, but the rest is up to kitty.

Now, I love kitties, but don't you think it would be hilarious to paint a dog with it's mouth wide open as the opening... like this...
LOL. Oh It kills me. Ps. You don't have to tell me that I have way too much time on my hands!

Ok, just to make sure you know my true intentions, this is what would rather do...But admit it, this is way funnier:
Ps. This is all in Microsoft Paint. So don't be calling the cops on me if some teenage hooligan with a great sense of humor is seen spray painting this genius around the neighborhood. ;)

Thursday, September 11, 2008

You dirty, dirty See (Lake) you!

Jace and I walked along the Zurichsee two weekends ago, and we were perplexed by all the scuba divers on the lake and the garbage laying around the promenade. Then we realized that it was an organized cleaning, and there were hundreds of volunteers both on, under and by the lake cleaning up the mess made by Euro and Street Parade visitors as well as everyday summer sun seekers on the Zurich Lake.



Here is a wee movie I made using the latest Picasa 3 Upgrade. I highly recommend Picasa for organizing photos.

Friday, September 5, 2008

You can take a boy out of the country...

... but you can't take the country out of the boy!

When we were in Kaiserstuhl , we walked by this enclosure with about 4 cute baby goats. We all oohed and ahhed over them and then kept going, only to find out that Jace was no longer with us. When we turned around, this is what we found:

Jace was feeding the goats. It was obvious that the wee guys liked the rose bush leaves a lot as all the plants inside the enclosure had been stripped bare, and this little guy was stretching and reaching for the leaves outside.

Naturally, being the goat lover that he is (he has a long love/hate relationship with the goats... perhaps he can explain on the blog someday...)(correction, Jace says it is a love only relationship!), Jace decided to help the little fella and of course the percocious goat ate right out of the palm of his hand. Good to know I am not the only one under his spells. :)

Friday, August 29, 2008

Keyboard Twisters from Y to Z


Recent IM conversation with Jace...

Jace says: Yellow yaks yell at your yoyos

Jace says: when you have mastered that sentence I can pass you to the next level
Jace says: Zack zooms to the zoo on his zoomer.
Jessica says: Yellow yaks yell at your yoyos
Jace says: that will help as well
Jessica says: Zack zooms to the zoo on his zoomer.
Jessica says: Yes! I did not even have to backspace once!
Jessica says: Zack zooms to the zoo on his zoomer! Yes!
Jace says: Jolly Jessica juggles jam
Jace says: hehehe
Jessica says: that is not z or y!
Jace says: all these tongue twisters

Um, let me explain. The German keyboard is a bit different than the English keyboard. In addition to having all the letters with umlaut (ä, ö, and ü...), there are a few keys in different places as well... for example the question mark and the number sign and other random punctutation marks.

But the one that will get you every time is the placement of Y and Z on the German keyboard. They are swapped. So all day I end up having to backspace out of ridiculous spelling errors like, "Are zou going to lunch now?" and "Wow du hast ein sehr speyialer Yoo?" Ok that last one I made up, but you get the picture. It's a pain.

So Jace found some fun tongue twisters for me to practice during a particularlz... damn particularly slow period on Friday afternoon last week, and they helped. I think.

Yello yaks yell at your yo yos.
Zak zooms to the zoo in his zoomer.

Now if only I didn't have to switch back and forth for my work and private laptops! Doh!

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Don't have a cow... Rent One... !

That's right... you can rent yourself a Swiss cow! Reading Swissinfo.ch yesterday, I came across a really interesting story. Basically, a really smart Farmer in the Appenzeller region decided that in midst of the crappy milk prices, he was going to do something innovative and daring and rent out his 19 cows over the Internet.

You can rent a cow for a month (190 CHF) or for the season (390 CHF) and the best part is that the renter can visit the cow at any time, is allowed to milk her, visit the cheese factory, buy the cow's cheese at a special price and even take a boat trip of the Seealpsee, depending on the package.

I would love to translate the whole story and their website, and if there is interest I will... but if you can read German, please check out their article. It is just so classic.

And what are you waiting for - go rent yourself a Swiss cow!

Originally read on Swissinfo.ch.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Zurich Street Parade 2008 VIDEO & Tips

Here is a video of our 1st Zurich Street Parade 2008 from August 9th. The music is by Jace. Check out his Myspace page for more techno beats.


Swisstory's Tips for Zurich Street Parade 2009...

1. Wear the right shoes.
Again, I wore the wrong shoes, flip flops or thongs depending on where you live, and I had to be very careful walking back to the Bahnhof because the streets were A MESS (I cannot imagine what it looked like on Sunday morning, but I imagine the tidy Swiss took care of it all before Sunday mass...) and there was a lot of glass around - not a time for flip flops at all. At least I wasn't wearing shoes like these purple clompers!!!

2. Bring coins for the toilets. There are plenty of free toilets, but unless you are prepared to stand in line for a few hours, just pay the 2 CHF for a clean, quick pitstop.

3. Have a plan, and then be ready to throw it out the window.
I would have liked to have seen a few more acts and maybe more of the stages, but we got caught up in meeting new people and drinking and ... well... that is how you end up having a great time. Next time I might try to figure out the schedule in advance, because despite all the crowds, it wasn't too difficult to move amidst the crowds to the various activities. But regardless, it is a crazy day and I don't think I could have met up with anyone at a certain time or kept to a timetable. Too crazy.

4. Buy your night pass in advance for the trains.
There were no cabs after midnight, so we had to wait an hour to get the train as the lines for the Night Zuschalg, or the 5 CHF extra charge, in addition to the general fare, for riding the trains at night, were outrageous. Buy it in advance if you can and spare yourself the pain. It did allow us to have some yummy Chinese and wind down before going home though.

5. Bring ear protection. Just in case. I wore it but it wasn't that loud. Up close the parade though I can imagine it gets LOUD.

6. Dress up.
I look forward to going again and hopefully dressing up. Everyone had a great time regardless, but I can't help but thinking that a pink wig, some knee high fishnets and perhaps a bottle of bubbles would have have iced my cake. I can't wait for 2009... or maybe the Love Parade next year... who knows... All I know is that we had a great time. Thanks to all our old and new friends for such a great day.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Zurich Street Party 2008

Yesterday, we experienced something "einmalig"... unique and amazing and bizarre and enriching and just plain fun... the Zurich Street Party 2008.

Basically, once a year, Zurich opens the streets up around the Zurich See and inner city area for Europe's largest street party. People come from all over Europe, and well, the world if you count us and at least some of the millions of others in attendance, to party to some raving techno, people watch, and work up a healthy sexual appetite. You will see why in the photos to come, because I think Zurich Street Parade could also officially be one of the sexiest parties on the planet.

We took the train into town yesterday around 2 pm, thinking we were already too late for the actual parade, but it didn't start until about 3 pm despite the printed plan. So we took a stroll around the See, soaking in the atmosphere.

The Street Parade is known for the techno music first and foremost, but I think it could be a closely tied with the outfits. Not everyone dresses up, naturally, but the outfits are half the fun.

I would describe it like they describe Halloween in the movie Mean Girls. You dress up, but what everyone doesn't tell you is that your costume should be hot, spicy, and raunchy. I mean, what better way to enjoy a bit of techno in the middle of August?!

Basically, if you have a spare wig, fishnet stockings, a boa, leather pants, knee high boots, whip, see-through lingerie or sexy negligee, this is the day to bring it out of hiding and wear it in public for all to see - if you have the nerve... and the body, but actually that is not really a requirement... love your body and live it up... just don't make me wear it! :) Or as one of my work colleagues so cleverly put it... "You should take your husband, because there is more for him to see than you actually... if you know what I mean."

So maybe he meant something like this... maybe?

Lots of fishnets around...

And leather...

And lingerie.

And knee high boots and stockings...

And a lot of T&A...
Hummm...wait a minute... I recognize that A... JACE!

But then again... there was also this... This was Jace's favorite. :) That's some nice A.

And the best and strangest part is that somehow the mixture of over the top outfits, techno beats and summer lovin' temps makes a really awesome party vibe. I only saw one fight on our way home at 2 am, and trust me, I was ready to push someone around by then, too, but in general the atmosphere was safe, friendly and fun. People posed for photos, chatted freely with people around them, and danced and danced. It was great.

... we enjoyed this one, too. She even struck a pose for me! :)

The parade went for a few hours, and while I only caught the first few floats, it was fun to hear the different DJs and see the themes for each float.

A truck/float in the parade.

We were too busy to really watch much of the parade (video tomorrow!) as we had met two Germans from Freiburg who we hung out with the rest of the evening, buying rounds of Heineken and sharing love, and death, and party and life stories over loud music and through rough German and English translation.While looking for a toilet, we ended up by one of the 6 or so stages set up around the city and stayed there from 5 pm until about 11 pm.
The stage near the Limmatquai.

Where was this outdoor urinal when the boys needed it?

The time flew mixing with the other party go-ers, (like the big black dude from the movie Green Mile, or at least his doppelganger named Dexter from Tobago, Borat wanna-be's, our new English and Dutch friends that live in Zurich and tell billionaires how to make more money, and a whole bunch of homosexuals, transvestites, cross-dressers, S&M fanatics, and general riff-raff, like us... that have completely normal day jobs but enjoy a little leather and boas once a year...).

Borats...

Boas...
...and Brits (and Dutch...)

... Oh my....

Around 11 pm, I found myself dancing with a street post or was I on it, I can't recall but the photos will surface I am sure... and it was time to move on.
I think this was the scene of the crime.
It was PG. No worries...

We caught up with some of Jace's work friends and as a group headed for a drink in the clubs.

"Hey... do I know you?"
... sorry, inside joke.

Tomorrow... a few tips for the Zurich Street Parade and a VIDEO!
 

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