Tonight's blog was going to be about Geneva. But I find myself spending the evening balanced between swirling my mind through a multicultural diaspora and telescoping focus to the U.S. East Coast. On the one hand, I have discovered television after a 3 year hiatus, and it's fascinating to see the world through Swiss eyes. I have about 40 channels, I think, and there are at least 6 languages officially represented - 7, if you recognize Winston Churchill's observation that the Brits and Americans are two nations divided by a common language. Tonight alone, I have seen:
- Chinese drama, dubbed in German with French subtitles
- A Chilean documentary dubbed in Portuguese
- CNN
- French stations - mostly news
- Italian soap operas
When I left work, the Genovese German lady who works for my French boss was speaking Spanish with the cleaning lady.
In my heart, I know this is the right place to be. But strangely, I find myself watching the East Coast of the U.S. almost longing to be part of the fray.
