Went into town today to meet with my former classmate to go over some stuff. We didn’t do that much. To be honest, it’s at the point where you know it or you don’t know it. You’re not really going to suddenly learn everything at once. I think a good full prep on Sunday, with the test the next day, should be alright.
We had the chance to talk more casually, and he took me to a sushi place which, for Switzerland, didn’t quite cost an arm and a leg. Given that it’s both sushi and Switzerland, 9 francs for a plate of six wasn’t terrible. Their lunch plate was 23, which again, isn’t terrible.
It does detract somewhat, though, when you know how to roll your own sushi and that you can get great fresh salmon from the supermarkets here for less.
We did have a couple of beers, one at the university cafeteria/bar, one at the sushi place. I have to say the last time I had a lot of beer was in Munich, so… 3 weeks ago? I was quite buzzed afterwards, though not tipsy.
We talked about a bunch of things, including that in Europe the approach to alcohol is so different from America. In America if you get a beer at lunch people look at you strangely and suspect you of alcoholism. Here it’s just a refreshing drink.
It was also, honestly, rather nice to chat and hang out with a gay friend. I had spent so much time in Malaysia with Ian and his various gay friends, that it was oddly refreshing to speak to someone about this stuff again. He, like Ian, enjoys the sport of people watching, though he says his gaydar is rather unreliable.
The last time I saw the French girl was at the end of class. I’d said she should visit me in Zug, she said a friend of hers would be visiting from France and so they both might go one day. More recently she’s said “We can meet for drinks after she leaves. She hasn’t been here long and she’s already driving me crazy. I can’t leave her alone for 24 hours.”
Amusing, I guess. Still, yay.