lundi, novembre 14, 2005

in the tradition of writing about stoplights.

the ones in genève have a flashing green man. how interesting. the weekend was nice--there isn't much going on geneva, if i may so myself. the lonely planet's description of "tidy and aesthetic geneva" basically indicated that there's not much there. i ate a whole buncha delicious fondue, though, which i actually think was the first time i'd hand fondue before. we went to the u.n. basically all day on friday, and somehow got hooked up to go into some of the committee on torture meetings, and got to put in the little earphone to hear the translator, because the dude was from ecuador and speaking in spanish. translating must be a stressful job. one of the guys in the room was totally dozing off, which was funny to watch, because you wouldn't think that'd happen in the u.n.

we also checked out the red cross museum, which was basically a history of atrocities done on a large scale and how the red cross had helped, and the ethnography museum, which talked about cultural relavitism.

the shul in geneva is beautiful--it's painted different colors and is like nothing i've really ever seen before. i also checked out calvin's church (cathedral st. pierre) and got a lovely view of the city, went to the gardens, saw the rhone, the big floral clock and did a buncha walking. on sunday, everything was closed and the city was more dead than paris on sundays (which, in case i haven't mentioned, is also dead on sundays and somewhat on mondays--my favorite boulangerie isn't open to serve me on mondays.) it was a nice, relaxing weekend without craziness or a stressful amount of sights to see.

the one funny thing i enjoyed there were these signs stuck onto stoplights that said "c'est un super chien avec un super maître" (this is a super dog with a super master) that were meant to encourage people to clean up after their dogs. there are these black plastic bags hanging down from the sign so people can grab one to clean up the poo. they should really establish that in paris. although people probably wouldn't even have any idea of what to do with them.