They say first impressions count. For me that's good then. Switzerland is just as beautiful as everyone says. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't been apprehensive about moving here. It seems to be a country that nobody really knows much about; it has a language that has the same name as one I studied, but that I absolutely cannot understand; the locals have a terrible reputation as being cold and unfriendly; and that is to say nothing about the cost of living, and me on a terrible salary. However, after Tim collected me from the airport yesterday and took me to our new flat, my worries were completely gone.
Our new flat - temporary for the summer - is spacious, airy and painted in bright colours making it cheerful. It has a positive aura. Only a short train journey from the city and yet in the countryside, it is just a perfect location. We are surrounded by rolling hills, fields and trees - and just down the road is a lake, where we can go swimming after work. Since I landed the weather has been beautiful, apart from a dramatic thunderstorm last night. I can't understand the locals and I would be lying if I said the food was anything less than unutterably and ridiculously expensive, but something tells me it will all be worth it. I feel incredibly blessed that I can live here with Tim, and climb onto the first step of the ladder leading to a career in journalism. Could I have it any better?...
