I haven't been up to that much lately. I've just been hanging out with Lucy. Last weekend it was raining the whole time so what do girls do when there is nothing much to actually do. We bake, wear P.J.'s and watch films. It was gooood!
This week Lucy and I even ventured out to the cinema. We both wanted to get out of the house, so got some Mexican and watched Sherlock Holmes 2. I have to say that it was a slightly odd experience watching a film in English with both French and German subtitles. Not that odd you may be thinking...it was odd because the film had spoken German and English parts in it too, so every now and then the subtitles would languages as the speaker would change languages. I kept on missing what was actually being said, always one step behind.
What I really want to tell you about is last night though!
Yesterday my friends Shelly (who I met through Elisabeth before she left for home) and Chelsea (who got here two weeks ago from California, she's in my French class) and I were meant to meet up for the day. We didn't end up getting together for various reasons, and it doesn't look likely that I can get hold of either to do something in the evening. I have succumbed to another rather dull night in with myself. But when the evening comes around I am delighted to get a call from Shelly, rescuing me from my period drama filled Saturday night in. She wanted to go out and just DO something. I get out of my P.J.'s, put on some make-up and I'm ready to drive to Nyon to meet up with Shelly. I then get a message from Chelsea seeing if I still wanna do something tonight too. Aren't I popular all of a sudden! The night is set, Chelsea will come to me, then we will go to Shelly and have a good night out.
Disaster strikes before I even leave the house though! I am about to get in the car when Manu (my host Dad) say's that he's made a mistake with the car by filling it up with petrol rather then diesel...OOPS!!! Glad it wasn't me! He is outside sucking the petrol out of the tank with a tube when Chelsea shows up (who got just a bit lost trying to find me). She is happy for us to go to Nyon in her car luckily, but we need to put get some petrol first. It took about 20 minutes to do this! Chelsea had to try each pump till she found one that would work with the card machine (which took forever to process her request). On top of all that it swallowed a 20! We eventually get on the road to Nyon, with no mishaps (apart from a few stalling the car moments....it's my presence that causes this to happen apparently..haha!)
Nyon!!! We have arrived! We get Shelly from the station, find a place to park and start walking to the cosey crepe restaurant. We walk out of the freezing cold night air into the little restaurant and see a perfect table set out for three people surrounded by dim lights and a chilled out atmosphere. Our three bums around that table would complete the picture! We ask to get seated and can you believe it?! We get rejected by a rather rude waitress!
Eventually, after looking into several over priced restaurant's and thinking the same crepe place was another one we find a decent priced pizzeria. Score!!! We eat, we chat, we eat and drink and chat some more. It's getting a little late and there's not much else to do in Nyon, so after walking back towards the car we decided to take Shelly home (so she doesn't have to wait for a train) and then Chelsea will take me home too. Getting out of the car park proves to be a challenge though!
We can't find a ticket machine so we just get in the car and Chelsea drives towards the barrier to leave the car park where we find a ticket machine! I get out to pay the ticket, don't have the right change, Chelsea has to move the car so she's not blocking the exit whilst Shelly finds me come change. The ticket get's paid and Chelsea reverses to then drive back to the exit. There is no way for anyone to fully understand what actually happened next without you being there yourself. Were all laughing because there is no way that we are going to be able to drive around the entrance to the exit...there's a column in the middle and a concrete wall on the other side...not much room for maneuver's. But Chelsea goes for it anyway and can't take it wide enough, so gets suck!!! haha!! Just remembering how it all happened makes me laugh!!
She is practically horizontal to the exit barrier with the fount of the car touching the wall and the back side of the car touching the column. She is completely stuck and doesn't want to scratch up the side of the car anymore than it probably already has been (turned it was just a bit!). I know it's bad to laugh in these situations but what else can you do...what's done is done! We are blocking the exit, there are car's of people all around just watching us fail to move, plus a whole crowd of people from outside too. Chelsea just get's out of the car and say's, 'Somebody help me then!'. Lucky they do! A guy comes over and get's in the car while a couple of others check out the fount and then lift the back of the car up (with me and Shelly in it still!!) and we are set free!!! The walk (or drive) of shame is done as we all say, 'merci, merci' and then drive off.
You would think that was enough of an adventure for one night, right? Nope, not for us! About 5 minutes later as Shelly is directing us to her house, and we are talk about the rather good looking guys that just helped us, we get pulled over by some Swiss cops in an unmarked car! You DO NOT want this to ever happen to you! The window is rolled down whilst one cop goes to the car behind (yes they didn't just pull us over) and the other (I have to say younger!) cop came over to us. He starts integrating Chelsea strait away, she had to talk over him to tell him that she spoke English not French! The integration continues, he didn't even tell us why we had been pulled over. Eventually we discover that we ran a red light. We all thought it was green, we had just stopped at traffic lights about 40 meters before the next set of traffic lights, it's not like we were speeding through them. Plus the car behind us did the same, so we are all a bit skeptical about that. Either way they were very unprofessional about it all. They were asking random questions and how much money Chelsea had on her (which she said was 5 Swiss francs, and err maybe another 2, haha!). In the end the car behind us was set free and the older guy came over (picture your typical cranky 'oh young kids today!' Police officer). He continued the integration and got Chelsea out of the car. She had to go with the younger cop in the police car to get more money out of a cash point (the whole time she is thinking that she may well be taken up into the mountains and killed). The older cop continues to abuse his right to quiz Shelly and I while we wait for Chelsea. After 10 minutes the cop car pulls up behind us and thankfully Chelsea is all on one piece as she pays the fine (they couldn't just give her a ticket because she was leaving the country to drive 10 minutes over the border into France). The fine for running a red light is....wait for it.....seriously ridiculous.....250 Swiss Francs!
Sooooo, a rather enjoyable evening out! It wasn't as somber as it sounds, the laughter continued throughout to a point where I had to keep apologizing for seeming uncaring about the whole situation. We did get Shelly home though, driving through snow and into he middle of nowhere didn't stop us after the night we had! Chelsea also got me home safely and herself too.
Next time I drive! Hahaha!
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