Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread

Today was my first holiday, the Jeûne genevois, which is traditionally a day of fasting. The curious - or perhaps less curious once one begins to know Geneva - exception is supposed to be la tarte pruneaux (plum tarte). Being the wonderfully good celebrater that I am, I plunked down my francs for a tarte this morning, when my local bakery was open.

The Swiss take family very seriously. In Geneva, shops are closed Sundays so people can spend time with their families. And from what I have seen of people in cafes, parks and along the lake, this is exactly what they do. Restaurants and cafes can be open... as can bakeries, but any other business must pay its employees 50% extra for working on Sundays. This, in a town where shops close at 1900 daily anyway...

In the Land of Many Fabrics

Thanks to @chris_saeger for referencing the 100th Anniversary of The Secret Garden. Barnes & Noble Community commentator Sarah-W writes about the life of author Frances Hodgson Burnett and reveals this nugget from Burnett's personal writings:

What is there to feed my poor, little, busy brain in this useless, weary, threadbare life? I can't eat my own heart forever. I can't write things that are worth reading if I never see things which are worth seeing, or speak to people who are worth hearing. I cannot weave silk if I can see nothing but calico--calico--calico.

Geneva is, without a doubt, a land of many fabrics. More than one person has remarked that Geneva is not truly Swiss, as most people here are from other lands. Having spent so many years in Washington, watching and welcoming others to my town, it is interesting to be on the other end of the spectrum. In a conversation with "international woman of mystery" Laura G, we discussed approaches to creating a community in a new town.

Homesick for Disaster?

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.

Serendipity - Found an Apartment

Most people will say that finding an apartment in Geneva is extremely difficult. High density, high demand, and a very stable Swiss Franc contribute to this. There is simply a limited amount of space before reaching the lake or France. Due to these factors, finding a place to live is competitive, and one hears stories about 30 people applying on-the-spot and then each application being compared against the others to determine who is the most desirable tenant. This involves a "regie" or a Swiss rental agent, which can be made even more challenging if one does not speak French.

There are several approaches, including renting through an agency, buying (expensive!), renting from the owner, and subletting. Subletting - often these are found through office bulletin boards and English language (and others) sites like World Radio Service or Glocals. The process of finding a place can take months. I found an apartment in 5 days.

Moving Desmond Overseas (US to Switzerland)

I moved last weekend from the United States to Switzerland with my 3.5 year old labrador, Desmond. Prior to moving, I read websites and blogs (See Claire's Ale), visited the veterinarian over a month in advance, and even spent 30 minutes on the phone with a government official from USDA APHIS (U.S. Department of Agriculture Animal Plant Health Inspection Service) Veterinary Services. (This was cute, yet frustrating, as he tried to help me navigate the website by indicating that I should highlight words, then click on them in order to move between pages.)

Prior to a move into an EU country (Switzerland adopted the EU regulations), one must have a sheaf of paperwork and some advance work.

Testing the Waters of Lac Leman

In preparation for my upcoming move to Geneva, I'm in for a one week consulting trip to the International Federation of Red Cross and Red Crescent Societies (the Federation or the Secretariat). It has been an interesting series of meetings, training and meals, and I think there are some challenges ahead that will keep me well busy starting next month.

Mermaids... and Quirkiness

At the Farmer's Market this morning, Bill called me quirky. I like it.

Then this afternoon, I opened All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarden from my shelves that I haven't read in over a decade... it's of short anecdotes, so I opened to the middle-ish and found the following story:

"Giants, Wizards and Dwarfs was the game to play