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Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Update for the past two weeks


My mum arrived in Frankfurt on 25.05.07. My initial plan was to go down to Frankfurt to pick her up from the airport. But as you guys know, the lousy Blockseminars that I had to take had a change in lecture timings, so I couldn't make it. Thankfully, Faith was nice enough to go down to Frankfurt to fetch my mum before going down to meet Jeremy. Thanks Faith I owe you one! Anyway, I rushed down to Frankfurt straight after lessons. Anxious and excited I anticipated seeing my mum. After the long torturous journey I finally arrived at the hostel where I told her beforehand to wait for me. She had asked me to tell the receptionist my name and go up to the room first but I didn't get that message so I waited like a goon do at the lobby for almost one whole hour (I was early and I thought she was late) before I sent her a sms telling her that I was at the lobby. Heh.. Shuxian can not only be on time but also early at times too.


At the beginning I sort of regretted planning my mum and her friend to stay in Frankfurt for 1 day after I realised that there isn't much to see in Frankfurt. But now I'm glad that I made that mistake. My mum didn't feel well after the long flight especially after the terrible ordeal of rushing from Terminal 1 to 4 in London Heathrow Airport and I was also afraid that they don't know the train system and will lose their way even before I get to them. She and her friend spent the entire afternoon sleeping in the hostel. Note to everyone: Don't take BA and especially don't transit in London. What's one word to describe their ordeal? Horrendous.


Went back to Stuttgart early the next morning and packed my bag for the trip. Mum and friend then walked along Koenigstrasse and Stadtmitte. I, very unfortunately, had to go to school for the dreaded Blockseminar. Pictures of fresh strawberries and cherries and tomatoes they bought at the flea market. (Tse Siang, miss your fresh tomatoes from Lugwigsburg? heh..)







After lecture we travelled to Zuerich.In front of Zuerich See.






That was when I taught my mum how to Schwarzfahren. heh heh..


Next destination: Interlaken!


Really.. Interlaken is a MUST go. We were (un)lucky enough to get snow while we were there! The snow wasn't that heavy but it was heavy enough for them to close the Jungfrau Railway. Thankfully it was open the next day so we could go up to the top. Total journey cost 135 Fr and that's a 25% with the Eurail pass. What was (un)lucky was that Stuttgart was Super warm on Saturday so we didn't think of bringing all the warm clothings. The drastic change in the weather was unexpected. Here's the mountain with a layer of fog.



Snow!!







Clear, blue water in the Lake



3 sets of footprints in the snow at Grindelwald.



The Jungfraubahn