A year on exchange. The creation of a second family and home in Grenchen, Switzerland. 5,399 miles away from my life up to August 2015.
21.9.15
Rotex weekend
Last weekend was my first Rotex weekend. I took a three hour train ride to the opposite side of Switzerland to meet up with the other exchange students. We arrived and took a small hike up a hill to our hostel. I shared a room with two of my buddies from my German class in Olten and two strangers. Our bedroom had five people and four beds so me and my two friends got to swish the two twins together and share a almost queen sized bed with three people. The first afternoon we took a bus to a town about 15 minutes a way where we were told to take off our shoes and start hiking. They took us to this strange path with different sized painful rocks that we walked over barefoot. Afterwards we continued hiking uphill for what seemed like ages until finally the towns were so small the got mashed together and looked like a river. Here we were met with a mud pit that we walked through freezing cold and knee deep, many of the exchange students had mud fights and one or two had mud blankets by the end. Later we made our way back to the hostel. In the evening we had dinner, and I played some South American card game that was very complicated and hard to explain. In the evening we were put into teams and played different competitive games. In the first one person from our group had to go into someone's room and put on as many clothes as they could in two minutes, this resulted in a lot of lost clothing, thankfully no one found my bag particularly full of clothes so I did not lose any. The second game was a air guitar challenge... With no music. It was hysterical to watch. The third a limbo contest in which a very tall and average built guy from our group surprisingly won. I am pretty sure he is double jointed in his legs. Lastly our whole group had to put together out idea of Switzerland in a picture. I did downward dog and was a mountain, two people were skis with a skier on top. Some people were snow blowers, and the rest were cows. From there I was salsa dancing very poorly with the Latinos who where trying to teach me how to move my hips, sadly for me I have neither hips or any butt fat, thankfully I know who I am inviting to be my prom date because no American guy will ever live up to my dancing expectations. I danced until 12 and then it was lights out. Aka go onto the balcony in sleeping bags and look at the stars and talk for two hours. The next morning we woke up at 7 and we're all very tired. We had a photo challenge before leaving that day where we had to go around the town and take photos of different things or people. The towns people got frustrated after a while. On the way home we were all very tired but stopped in the Zurich train station to shop anyways, I didn't buy anything. It was a fun weekend but I was a little too exhausted by the end.
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