One of the things I wanted to mention was my trip to Switzerland after I was in NY for a week. I realized today that I've been too busy to include it. So here it is.
|the old city of Lausanne|
|me in front of the main building of my old school|
Back to the present. So this trip began with a nice dinner in Priya's sister Liz's town of Ferney Voltaire, just across the border into France from Geneva. Jet lag wasn't much of a problem having just arrived from NY and, by the next morning we were off to ski at a resort a couple of hours away in the French Alps. Les Contamines is a resort that is not well known outside of France. Nonetheless it is a fantastic location on the flipside of Mont Blanc, the highest mountain in Europe, from the famous ski area of Chamonix.
|me with Europe's highest mountain in the background|
Liz's friends were headed up that Sunday anyway and there were able to lend me some ski clothes which worked out great. In fact we ended up being a group of about eight. So much fun. By about 11:00 I was swooshing down the slopes on the back side of Mont Blanc the day after arriving from NY. Very cool. After a rather freezing start, the day was sunny and absolutely beautiful. The snow was average towards the bottom but quite good on the higher slopes. I could have cared less. I was just happy to be there.
The next day we took a trip to Lausanne. I was kind of excited to see it again. We went directly to the school and drove into the parking area. There were a few changes from the last time I was there. A new building and a few new construction additions were the obvious changes but the feel of the place was the same. We went to the reception and I spoke to the secretary. A photo on the wall surprisingly revealed to me that probably a fourth of the faculty were the same as they were in the mid-90's when I left. One had become the director. Though very tempted to seek out some of them to reconnect, school was in session and I didn't want to drag out the visit by trying to hunt down and enter into long conversations with all of these people from my past. We had a lot to do and I decided it was best to carry on with our visit of the city. Maybe next time.
|the cathedral in Lausanne with Priya and Liz|
|above the cathedral door|
|dinner in Geneva|
|lunch with Nicolas and his mother|
One interesting and rather enjoyable lunch we had was with a former student of mine from Lausanne and his mother. I hadn't seen Nicolas since 1995 and a lot happens to a 13-year-old in 16 years. Liz works with Nic's mother and they'd somehow figured out the connection. I have to say, it was really cool to see him. Certainly he'd changed a lot and as he walked up to the restaurant, I wasn't even sure this was the little kid I used to know. However as he walked up to the table and smiled, there was no question that the chubby little kid I knew was now the poorly shaved, buff adult that was shaking my hand. At least he told me I hadn't changed since he last saw me except for the gray hair. I think he was being polite.