Ciao!
Well, first thing's first! For those of you who know me really well...you will appreciate this first little fact of FUN! Today I discovered that there is an H&M just about 10 minutes away from the apartment I am living in here in Switzerland! I am so incredibly excited I could just run over there right now at 2:46 in the morning (the effects of jet lag are killing me!!) and shop my heart out!
After what I thought was one of the longest days of my life...we finally made it to Milan with all 9 pieces of our luggage! What part of Packing Light don't we understand? I guess it all just comes with being a girl. The cutest Swiss boys picked us up and just about died when they saw all that we brought. They have tiny tiny cars here that even we barely fit in! That was our first adventure. =)
The apartment we are staying in is so nice. We've completely taken it over but are having the time of our lives with Amos and Joy. They are doing everything possible to make us as comfortable as possible and they are the cutest things ever. I am sure for them...being two bachelors...having 3 cute single girls living with them in their apartment isn't to bad either...so it is win win! ;)
The time change is killing us and we are doing nothing to get use to it. It is 3:19 in the morning right now and I am wide wide awake. I know...not much different then my normal sleep schedule back at home, but I usually don't stay awake for 24 hours the day before.
So! The reason for this email...I will share with ya'll in closing. We decided to go to Italy for dinner at a friend's home about 10 minutes across the Swiss/Italian border.
We feasted on fondue, salami, and lots of proscuitto! It was wonderful. The people here are so incredibly warm and friendly. After dinner we made our way back home through the pouring rain only to be detained at the border by Italian officials. I immediately begin to panic not being able to find my passport. As I searched through my bag digging through skittles wrappers, Guatemalan Quetzales, cough medicine and more...the officials impatiently asked us to get out of the car and wait. I finally found my passport and they disappeared with passports in hand. When they returned they were asking all sorts of questions. They made us turn around and empty our pockets. They searched the car completely...the only thing that was left was for them to take the tires off! Out of nerves...Tressa, Rachel and I were giggling like crazy. Jamie and Stacey Jo can relate with me on this one. The guys were giving us nervous looks telling us to be quiet but we just laughed even harder. The police asked us if we had any drugs and began searching for them on us. It was crazy! Car after car passed and as much as I would have liked an Italian Jail experience for my Journal...it was cold and rainy and I wanted back in the car. After several glares and a lot of very fast Italian, they gave us our passports back and let us go. Phew! This one doesn't top my Bomb at the Boston airport story but I can't help but keep getting myself into these situations!
I am sure this was one of the first of many exciting adventures soon to come! I will try to keep you all updated as much as I can.
I want to hear all about your lives and what everyone is doing. Please keep me posted and the invitation is wide open...if you are up for an adventure...come on over! I will do the best I can with my SpanItalian and will show you some of the most beautiful sites my eyes have ever seen!
I miss you all and can't wait to hear from you.
xoxo
Sherry
