I'm in Geneva.. yes.. I finally met my auntie ice kacang..Sandra.. after I dunno.. 6 years maybe?
She wanted to go to Berlin actually.. but due to some reasons.. she couldn't..
I was supposed to meet her in Aachen.. but since I was sick back then.. so it might not be a good idea..
Then she suggested to travel together in last week of March.. and I said yes.. if I passed my bloody inorganic chem exam.. which I did.. yeay for me!
And my radiochemistry lab is also over.. another yeay for me!
So here I am in Geneva.. visiting her.. and we're going to Milan on Saturday like early in the morning..
My trip began with a heart racing incident..
Fortunately I already checked in..online.. so I just needed to drop off my luggage..
I went to airport quite early.. according to the bvg route planner I was supposed to arrive at the Schoenefeld airport at 3 pm sharp!
Then it happened.. TRAFFIC JAM ladies and gentlemen.. it was 3 pm and I was still stuck in traffic jam.. It seemed that we couldn't drive through the tunnel.. I wasn't sure what happened tho..
A man asked the driver how long we had to wait.. and he said about 20 minutes.. and it was already 3:10 pm..
I was like.. holy cow.. I have to be there before 3:50 pm.. I'm so dead..
but after 20 minutes or more.. I can't remember.. we finally reached the airport.. and I was like running to the check in counter..
The lady said to me.. I only have 5 minutes before boarding..
But here I am in Geneva safe and bloated..
As soon as I arrived.. Sandra took me to the restaurant.. since I said I've always wanted to eat cheese fondue..
and she said that the restaurant is at the airport..
I ordered cheese fondue and Sandra had raclette.. the problem was the waitress didn't speak English.. yes.. she only spoke French.. and it seemed that she wasn't aware.. or she just didn't want to be aware that we don't speak French like at all..
After our foods came.. a man sat besides us told me that since I ate cheese fondue I wasn't allowed to drink cold water.. I had to drink sumthing warm.. He said that it could lead to congealing of the cheese to a lump in the stomach..
then we had a problem.. Sandra had no idea how to eat raclette.. so we decided to ask that man.. he showed us how to eat it..
gosh.. we laughed the whole time.. I mean.. we ordered food that we don't know how to eat it..note that the man only spoke a little English.. so we kinda had to guess what he meant..
Sandra said that after I finished with my fondue.. We could scrape the bottom of the pot because it formed a thin crust of the cheese at the bottom at the pot..
so we asked the waiter about that.. and hoped that he would do the sracping thingy..
he said that although it wasn't common but we could do that.. and he brought us the tools to scrape the crust.. Sandra told me in the other restaurant.. the waiter did the scraping thingy..
so we laughed again...what a weird restaurant..
and now here I am.. typing and bloated..
Sandra is asleep already.. she said that she was tired as hell..hehehe
I think I'm gonna sleep early today.. I feel kinda sleepy..
P.S.: Tomorrow I'm gonna explore the city all by my self..wish me luck..
