Pitta Magic

limbo

I've fashioned a fluffy den out of the sofas which make up the sole items of furniture that I possess at present. Every single other worldly possession of mine is currently in transit, some kind of stasis between here and London, which is a very odd feeling.

Further Swiss observations.

5) Bin bags are more expensive than platinum. To the extent that you have to ask for them from under the counter as if you're some kind of terrorist acquiring radium at their local supermarket - because they get nicked otherwise. I was almost ashamed to procure them - and this shame is the ultimate aim of the Swiss government, in order to 'encourage' us to recycle. Damn right I will be - the equivalent of TWELVE FINE BRITISH POUNDS for a roll of 10. Small ones.

6) The Swiss are *lovely*. On wandering around the streets of Zurich with a look of complete desperation and loss, which is a common look of mine, people will go out of their way to offer assistance. I'm trying to get used to this and not look too suspicious - you know the 'about to be mugged' look that Londoners tend to adopt when approached by a stranger who's making eye contact.

7) The Swiss are also adorably law abiding. When, and only when the green man lights up do we all calmly and obediently cross the road. Compare this to lunchtime at Oxford Circus in December, and you could be on a different planet.

more as it happens...

Kat.

posted by Kat @ 9:59 PM