June 1, 2003 – Sunday

View of Solithurn

Stayed up late the night before talking to Kelsey, so we had problems waking up. The awful sleep schedule I’m running on is causing me to have very creepy stalker dreams.

Decided to go to Solithurn for the day, and wanted to pick up sandwiches at the train station to take with us. The Swiss have a weird way of making sandwiches; they put a shitload of butter on it. It was so gross, and I kept wiping it off. By the time I was done wiping off the butter, there was practically no sandwich left.

Almost all the shops and stuff in Solithurn ended up being closed. Apparently, this is totally normal for Switzerland, which I guess I must have not noticed the last couple of times I’ve visited. I find it so annoying that everything is closed. I’m used to the convenience of always having something open. Besides, I don’t have many days on my vacation and I want to maximize them. My mom said it was because the country was “quaint”, but since when did “quaint” have to be so butt-fuck middle of nowhere at times? Here is the list: ATMs are only open until 4:30pm, stores are closed on Sundays and Mondays, and on every other day, stores close between 5 and 6 pm. When I get home, I want to salute a 7-Eleven. Switzerland is not very insomniac friendly.

Decided to cancel upcoming trip to Venezia. The weather in Italy was storming like crazy. Don’t know if or when we’ll make it out there.