Showing posts with label Lake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lake. Show all posts

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Pure Michigan Week

Gotta love that view!
This must just be a great week to be in Michigan.  After several days of thunderstorms and lots of rain, I was able to get outside for a bit and enjoy some of the sights I wrote about in my last brief update.  Today was another great day to be moving around to study because I was able to go to one of my favorite local lakes and sit with a lakeside view to study.
I CANNOT WAIT to be out on that water kayaking again!
#nofilter
In the meantime, enjoy some #PureMichigan goodness.

Created with flickr slideshow.


I'm also feeling good I guess because I got the score back for my third graded essay for the Bar Review course, and I did pretty well.  Now I have an objective chart telling me that I am, at least for now, "above average."  Nerdy, but nice.
(Hint: I'm the green line that is all the way turnt up)

And some summer tunes!

(yes, I know I posted this same song before, but they just keep p-l-a-y-i-n-g it on the radio every day...it's gonna become a #summer2014 #nofilter anthem whether anyone likes it or not)

Monday, May 5, 2014

Last Day in Genève :(

I cannot believe how fast the semester has flown by.  Already, it is my last day in Geneva.  After packing up my suitcase a bit, I met one of the last people in our Michigan program who was also still in the city at the Parc des Bastions (or, the park by Place de Neuve on the #12 tram, or the park with the Reformation Wall).  It was such a beautiful, sunny day that we just enjoyed all of the sun and walked around the old town. 
We continued through the Old Town until we passed down by the lake and the flower clock at Jardins Anglais and decided to continue walking along the water until we reached the Brunswick Monument.  I had my last dinner in Geneva at the Cottage Café, one of my favorite lunch spots in the town.  The restaurant sits right in the middle of a beautiful little park facing the Brunswick Monument and the Lake.
It was such a great experience this whole semester to live and work in Geneva, and to have the opportunity to do so much travelling.  I was able to get to know the unique city and country in which I was living, as well as see many different parts of it.  I was also able to see some new places in Europe, meet family, and continue to develop my language skills.  What a great way to finish law school.  Now, it's back to the USA to graduate!
Deuces, Geneve!
I'll be back!


Sunday, March 9, 2014

Lake Luzern

Luzern from the shore
On Friday, March 7th, after work, I hopped a train to Aarau, the capital of the northern Swiss canton of Aargau, to visit my cousin.  After my cousin met me at the train station, we grabbed some food then went to visit his friends at their house on a hill outside the city.  The hill overlooked a small church, which one of the friends proudly exclaimed (repeatedly) had the tallest steeple in central Switzerland.  Of course, we responded by teasing him that having a tiny church with the tallest steeple in central Switzerland was basically the equivalent of being the king...of an ant hill.  Still, he remained extremely proud of the little church's steeple the whole evening.  The friends also happened to have a foosball table in their house, and we all had a blast pairing off into teams and competing the whole night.
Luzern and the Dragon Boat
The next day, my cousin and I spent some time just enjoying the beautifully sunny spring weather and wandering around Luzern.  Having lived there previously when I first visited Switzerland, it was familiar for both of us.  We enjoyed walking along the waterfront on both shores of the lake.  When we got back to Aarau, we cooked a delicious Persian-inspired meal complete with the delicious white rice and tadiq to prepare for a backgammon (تخته نرد) battle.  Apparently, so-called "Tehran Rules" count points differently than my rules, so after some tough games, we proceeded to debate in true family fashion who actually had beaten whom.  It was a lot of fun, and I think I found my backgammon match.
On Sunday, my cousin took me back towards Lake Luzern, but on another side.  There, we met up with one of the friends I had met Friday evening and the friend's 5 year old son.  I am not exactly sure where along Lake Luzern the boat was stored, but it would have taken a few hours at least to make it around the lake over to the city of Luzern's waterfront.  Of course, that time would also be skewed because the boat we were in was the largest size watercraft one could operate without a special boater's license - which is to say that the boat and its motor were very small.  I think they make lawn mowers with more powerful motors.  
Once we got the boat in the water, the American (me) was put in charge of music.  Given that it was a beautiful spring day with warm sun and calm water, I chose my Motown playlist (although honestly, is there ever a bad occasion for Motown? The answer is, obviously, no).  So with Motown music pumping, we kicked up the motor and began to make our way around the lake.  


The lake was beautiful, and it was fun to see another side of Lake Luzern other than the (still gorgeous) view from the city.  We could even see Mount Pilatus and some other peaks from the water.  The friend's 5 year old son was having a blast taking the dock rope and dropping it in the water and pulling it up onto the boat, watching it splash around.  The little boy only spoke Swiss German and would speak to me in Swiss German as well, assuming I understood fluently, and would giggle when I responded in English.  At one point, while his father was sitting on the other side of the windshield on the boat's bow, the boy took the wheel to steer, but then suddenly jerked the wheel to the left.  Of course, the child giggled and found his dad's surprised face hilarious.  
Halfway through the trip, we pulled the boat over to a small restaurant along the shore that had a dock next to its balcony seating.  We enjoyed cold sodas while watching the lake.  After spending some time just sitting (from land) watching the lake, we went back to the boat and began our return to our dock.  What a perfect way to spend a Sunday during Switzerland's springtime.

Saturday, June 29, 2013

Cotacachi y Cuicocha

Fellow volunteers and I took the bus from the north bus station in Quito to Cotacachi, a town about 5 miles northwest of Otovalo (which I still need to go to for some hiking and the market there).  That weekend, there was a festival with all of the indigenous groups in the area called Inti Raymi in Kichwa (it means "sun festival") and also commemorates San Juan, San Pedro, and San Pablo.  We went to the town to see what it was all about.

On the first day, the men start dancing around 9:00am or 10:00am and dance until about 7:00pm at night.  The dancers wear these leather chaps that have sheep or alpaca furn the outside.  they also have these giant black hats that are made out of a hard material and have symbols on them of all different kinds.  I think the hats kind of serve a dual purpose because the next item that the dancers have are whips made out of rope, steel cables, or chains.  As they dance around the town, they whip the ground.  The dancers, at least the male dancers, also drink a lot all day, so there were tons of teams of riot police dispatched all over the little town to prevent fights from breaking out between the different groups of dancers.  On Sunday, the women danced, but since some of us had to work, we were only able to see the part of the festival on Saturday.
After wandering around the town for a bit and watching the different groups' dancing, we took a couple of taxis to a nearby lake called Laguna Cuicocha.  I guess you used to have to pay to get into the park where the lake is located but now it is free to enter.  The lake is absolutely gorgeous.  There are lush green mountains that border one edge and then you can walk around the other edge.  The park even has a little visitor's center where you can purchase hot empanadas and canelazo.  The lake itself is actually fairly large and there is a small island in the middle.  Too bad we didn't have more time left in the afternoon because I would have loved to canoe or kayak on that lake.

At night after we ate dinner, we walked around the town again, but stuck only to main, well-lit streets (pretty much the entire male population of the town was plastered and they still had those steel whips).  While Otovalo is famous for its Saturday market, Cotacachi is famous for its leather goods.  I was not even planning on buying anything, but then my friend wanted to look around so we ended up wandering into a store and started trying on jackets (dangerous).  We both ended up walking out with really cool bomber-style jackets.  While we were trying them on and deciding if we wanted to purchase them, our other friend decided to come in the store and mess with us to get us to hurry up.  He ended up buying a jacket even more expensive than either of ours.
After half of our group was clad in Cotacachi leather jackets, we wandered down a street and got help from two very nice women who were running a food stand at night (they were going to be dancing the next day).  They called cabs for us and waited outside with us until the cabs arrived, and tought us some Kichwa words while we waited.  They even went to the cabs first to make sure they were the cabs that were called to make sure it was safe for us to hop in.  They also told the cab drivers where to take us so that we could get on a bus back to Quito.  While we were waiting with them, we saw a group of drunk men stumble out of a house next door.  They were followed by a woman who must have been one of the men's wife - she was carrying all the steel cable whips (smart lady).
Once we got on the bus leaving Otovalo and heading back to Quito, there were no seats left so we stood for a little bit until more people got off and some seats opened up.  While we were standing, there was a lady who had two seats to herself and just had a bag sitting on the empty window seat.  She was really stubborn and refused to move the bag so that one of us (or one of the other 10 people standing) could sit down, claiming she paid for both seats.  Who knows what was going on with her, but it made the ride back pretty hilarious.

All in all, it was a great trip (even though I got sick from whatever we ate for dinner).  And the jacket is pretty cool too - it's too hot to wear it much here, but it will be perfect for fall and winter in Michigan.

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