suisse, suisse, suisse

It's been strange getting accustomed to European culture, but I do feel like I am doing well. Still cannot wrap my head around the fact that I am living here. We had a busy first week in Switzerland, but we did have a lot of time to travel around the country.

I am not so much in the mood to write right now so instead I will leave you with a video.

Being media coordinator is not as strange as I anticipated to be.

Lausanne Orientation Week from Richelle C. on Vimeo.

Our first week studying abroad.

I guess I live in Switzerland now.

Hola. It has been a long day/few days and I guess this may be out of the blue, but I am now in Lausanne, Switzerland and will be here for the next year or so. The depart from LAX was so very emotional. I wanted to cry more than I did but then we would all drown and I didn’t quite feel like killing anyone that day.

I quite enjoy flights. I especially like flights when going through turbulence. I did replay a scenario in my head of our flight crashing into the ocean and my life becoming an episode of Lost. It was glorious while it lasted.

Turns out Sarah & I get one of the only rooms without a view of The Alps and Lake Geneva. Blows, but whatever. I was already #blessed with my ocean view last year. We get to look at graffiti and a basketball court. Even more #blessed. I do love a good game of basketball.

We walked to the International Olympic Committee Museum. It was on a boat and the boat was on the lake. It was cool.

There were a lot of great photo ops. I’m the Media Coordinator this year but I feel too much of a creep to film people I don’t know very well. I wonder why I was made so unexplainably unable to talk to people. Sometimes I hate myself. #lol

There is an automatic espresso machine in the kitchen. Last year, I would be so very excited about this, but working this summer as a barista has made me such a coffee snob. That’s not okay because now I can’t enjoy coffee as much as I used to. Wow, that was really very extremely pretentious and ungrateful. THANK GOD FOR THE ESPRESSO MACHINE OKAY.

Lausanne is a very cute and quaint city. I like it a lot.

Took a shower and came back. Fuse went out from Sarah’s iPhone charger. No lights, yay.

Now I am sitting in the dark and listening to I Wanna Dance With Somebody by Whitney Houston. Some girls walked by and now I’m really embarrassed. What is life.

Any who, I sound stupid and ungrateful but really I am extremely excited for this coming year. I will somehow break out of this cocoon and become a social butterfly (quote verbatim by Joanna Samuel).

Dancing In The Dark by Bruce Springsteen is playing now.

How fitting.

Almond Milk

How to Make Almond Milk from Richelle C. on Vimeo.

Jon's almond milk.
Music: The Boy With the Arab Strap - Belle & Sebastian

I guess this is the only interesting thing I have done this summer.

one step closer to being ron swanson

It's amazing how I have not updated my blog in a year. Since I have been gone many things have happened. I may write about them, I may not. Who knows at this point. Anyways, Jon and I built a hanging table this weekend and I just wanted to share our process!

I saw this picture on Pinterest and Jon always has recycled wood hanging around in his backyard so we decided to go for it.

1. Find some recycled wood.
2. Pick out your planks.
3. Cut them to the length of your liking.
4. You got the pieces to your table top!

5. Use a stain to refurbish the planks.
6. Then attach the wood together with smaller pieces of wood and nails.

7. Get your table top and rope together.

8. Scout out a tree to hold the table.

9. Jon took a small piece of wood to hang the wood from so it'd be easier to put up and take down the table. He drilled two holes on each side and put two hooks in the middle to tie around the tree.
10. This is what our hanging thingamajig looks like.

11. Be careful when putting it up.
12. And try not to hit yourself with the rope.

13. Drill holes in each corner of the table and double knot it. Tie it tight.

14. Make sure all the ropes are equal.
15. Then hang that shit up.

16. And behold, the hanging table. 

So that was my first attempt at being crafty. One step closer to making Ron Swanson proud.

Speaking of Ron Swanson... look what came in the mail.