"There is never any ending to Paris and the memory of each person who has lived in it differs from that of any other. We always returned to it no matter who we were nor how it was changed nor with what difficulties nor with what ease it could be reached. It was worth it and we received a return for whatever we brought to it." Hemingway

14.2.12

Waiting for the bus to take us
into Bern.

Reformation wall in Geneva
We (Mrs Masters, Grace and Caleb Masters, Seth, who arrived that morning from Asheville, North Carolina and happens to be related to one of my best friends, and I) took the large white van into Bern, Switzerland. There is a bear pit there (berne means "bear" in German or an old form of Swiss-German) but Grace and I never made it further than the vintage store, a chocolate shop, and a cup of coffee. Unlike my trips to Italy and England, I have not spent copious amounts of time around monuments and museums despite the rich, history of the Reformation in Geneva. The full days of walking or climbing have been refreshing and the long days sitting next to the radiator have been relaxing. A true vacation.
Walking back to the house along lake Geneva. They sent out a rescue party to find me for dinner.
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2 comments:

  1. Katherine16/2/12 23:20

    Em, you are a wonderful writer, I so enjoy reading this! It's always the best distraction to paper writing :)

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  2. Emily Kaye17/2/12 11:39

    Haha thanks Katherine. Ohhh paper writing. Taking a daily 4-5 hours of French while living in Paris isn't the same as taking a daily 3 hours of classes at an university in the States. Readjusting may be difficult.

    Gosh I can't wait to see you again :)

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