The Do, Re, Mi’s of Mozart’s Biggest Fangirl

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Views of Salzburg across the Salzach River.

A dream is a wish your heart makes. But I wasn’t fast asleep this time. With eyes wide open, I had an amazing chance to experience Vienna and Salzburg in the most rewarding of ways during my weekend trip in April. No longer covered in layers of sleet and snow, the Austrian capital gleamed in the spring air. Often times I’d update my parents whenever I landed in a new destination and this time was no exception. I quickly snapped photos of a Chinese advertisement at the airport and my father’s immediate reply was a confirming nod of globalization. The trains, albeit not as great as the ones found in Switzerland, were shiny and new. However, the most staggering impression of Vienna was the level of cleanliness that permeated down to the little street tiles.

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A Can of Beer That Almost Ended It All

The best thing about meeting expats is the promise of housing when you visit their home country. Unfortunately, this was not the case for the Netherlands. Although we tried, this is also a lesson to not rely on someone else when you can do it yourself. We were still very grateful for the offer and sentiment. With that aside, I can honestly say that Amsterdam was not my cup of tea. Whether it be the lack of legitimate cafes for real caffeine or the narrow roads that catered to cyclists instead of pedestrians, this “Venice of the North” left much to be desired.

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Tulips were definitely the highlight of the trip.

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We Were Staying in Paris

Or so the song goes. The Chainsmokers never ceases to amaze me by simultaneously dumbing me down and making me happy about it. Regardless of your opinion of the EDM group, you have to recognize their knack for churning out catchy songs. Or cute Instagram captions. Either or.

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Bülachhof takes on Paris.

This would be my second time visiting the City of Light, but Paris looked a little different this time around. I’m going to preface this post with “unpopular opinion”, so cut me some slack if I rained a little on your Parisian parade. If you had asked twelve year old Grace of her opinion of Paris, then it would have been quite different.

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Getting Scandalous in Scandinavia

Let me tell you story about a girl and a boy in Scandinavia. This little tale starts on a Thursday morning, with said girl running out of her management class at ETH Zürich to catch the next train out to Basel. Wait a minute; didn’t this girl already visit Basel? Well yes, she did and now she’s back. To tell you to never travel from your non-home airport! As much as she loved budget airlines and their ability to get people from Point A to B, these airlines could expand their operating airport range. Out of all the Swiss airports, it is most expensive to fly out of Zürich. Thus, the hectic journey to, quite literally, France was necessary to catch a cheaper flight to Copenhagen, Denmark!

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Amalienborg Castle houses the Danish Royal Family. Make sure to catch the daily guard changing ceremony at 12:00.

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When Swiss Cities Start to Look the Same

I realize that some of these trips are not in order. If you look at my personal calendar, which predates all the way back to August 2013, I have every major trip, class, test, meeting, and breakdown documented in my files. The previous post talked about Munich, but in reality, I went to Basel the weekend before! Perhaps I’ll start adding actual dates to these entries?

Regardless of my disorganization on this front, Basel was definitely one of the most spontaneous trips I took during my exchange. The night before departure, some of my friends and I wanted to take a day trip just to get out of Zürich. Same night, we were out till 3:00 partying on Langstrasse. So in our less-than-sober selves, Brandon, Will, Zach, and I, simultaneously bought Supersaver tickets to Basel.

Thus, not at the crack of dawn and closer to noontime, the four of us scurried to Zürich HB in spite of our throbbing heads. With little foresight on our activity, we followed our guiding saviour, Zach, and his supreme ability to navigate TripAdvisor, among other things. Stepping out of the main train station, we all concluded that Basel could be mistaken as Zürich 2.0. However, I would come to find my original interpretation of Swiss cities to be incorrect later in my travels. Our expat ignorance assimilated all trams and tramlines to be a defining factor in all Swiss cities. If you looked up on any major street, you’d see the thin wire that acts like a red string of fate, weaving the arteries of the town.

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Tram passing through a square in Basel.

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Casually Crossing Borders

What do you do when your roommates buy your tickets to Germany and tell you 24 hours before the departure time? You pack your bags and go on an adventure!

During our intensive German course, my friends were inspired by the language to plan a weekend trip to Munich. A quick four hour bus ride from Zürich, we left on Friday afternoon and arrived in the evening. When I stepped foot into the station, I realized my first mistake was not bringing any Euros. So early on in this post, the life lesson here is to bring the correct currency to your destination!

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When you realize you’re not in Switzerland anymore.

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