Recently I used Swiss as a topic for some of my classes. It was interesting to read cities I had lived in before. I can’t believe it’s over ten years since I first set a foot on that beautiful country.
“Look! It’s snow on the ground!” Some of my friends shouted. I recalled the very first day we arrived at the Zurich airport, and the freezing cold weather did not seem to cool down our excitement about that foreign land.
I posted an entry discussing Vevey a while back. It’s my favorite city in Switzerland. The nostalgic feel I sensed while wandering through old cobble streets and lovely antiques shops and bookstores was something I would never forget. I remember well that I spent many afternoons at a nice little bookshop browsing books, wondering which French textbook I should purchase. Back then, I wish I could speak French as Vevey is a French-speaking region. I longed for communicating with people and local friends in that melodious tongue.
After my intraining at Hotel du Parc, I actually could speak some French. One day, I went down to the downtown and shopped for myself. I was happy that I could use French to tell the clerk I needed some tofu. Yeah, it was tofu because my French roommate liked soy products a lot…
When will I return to Switzerland again? I am not sure at all but I hope this day will arrive soon. I want to live there and feel the familiar fresh air, something I thought I had already breathed long before I went over there. Sort of bizarre, right?
And of course, I would love to visit my alma mater in Le Bouveret. I had some many wonderful and eventful memories studying at that prestigious hotel school. To me, it is always an honor telling others I did study hotel management in my youth although I never really worked in hospitality industry…
What I learned were multicultural differences, team work, negotiation, and many great examples from the devoted teachers. Those were irreplaceable elements on my path to a more wholesome personality and mature life later in life.
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