Day 21
Day 21
Saturday, September 2, 2006
Geneva, Switzerland
Jon Newton is here, I woke up to find out that Jon had showed up at some point last night and had tried to take the girls out dancing in a typical Jon sort of way. We walked out onto the island in the river near our hotel, where Corey gave us our first design charrette, to design a tourist information kiosk. The first part of the assignment was to wander around by ourselves for 3 hrs recording what we experienced. For the next 3 hr I wandered, somewhat aimlessly around Geneva attempting to record a fraction of what I saw, smelt and heard, there was silence on the river, deserted streets, sirens, traffic, a cemetery, a train station, a streetfair/market, and a full blown circus. I concluded my trip back at the hotel where I met Josh and Ian and we had a spaghetti lunch near the university. After that we took a series of trains, and busses way out to the suburbs to an office park to see a watch making factory designed by Bernard Tschumi. We looked around the building although it was Saturday and no one was there, we finally got too close or something because a security guard came and kicked us out. We rode back to the hotel where I played my first game of gin rummy with Cheddar and Corey and failed one of my classes for winning.
For dinner Corey, Jon, Kent, Josh and I went to the Sushi Train, where the sushi bar was literally a model train. It was a good dinner and even included a hefty discount for who knows what reason. After reconvening at the hotel Corey decided that I should lead the way to that night’s activities, I set off in the direction of the university but it turned out to be too far away for the group and my “leadership” couldn’t keep them on the trail. We turned around and ended up at Lord Nelsons pub, an English brewery with two 5 liter yards of beer for the 8 of us. After that Jon, Erik and I crashed a private party which was being held on an island in the river, where a girl from London gave us directions to a cool bar. Whether the bar we ended up finding was the correct one or not, the night ended well at a very low-key bar full of thirty somethings and cheap drinks. We finally stumbled or way home and I passed out soundly in my incredibly uncomfortable cot-bed.
Saturday, September 2, 2006
Geneva, Switzerland
Jon Newton is here, I woke up to find out that Jon had showed up at some point last night and had tried to take the girls out dancing in a typical Jon sort of way. We walked out onto the island in the river near our hotel, where Corey gave us our first design charrette, to design a tourist information kiosk. The first part of the assignment was to wander around by ourselves for 3 hrs recording what we experienced. For the next 3 hr I wandered, somewhat aimlessly around Geneva attempting to record a fraction of what I saw, smelt and heard, there was silence on the river, deserted streets, sirens, traffic, a cemetery, a train station, a streetfair/market, and a full blown circus. I concluded my trip back at the hotel where I met Josh and Ian and we had a spaghetti lunch near the university. After that we took a series of trains, and busses way out to the suburbs to an office park to see a watch making factory designed by Bernard Tschumi. We looked around the building although it was Saturday and no one was there, we finally got too close or something because a security guard came and kicked us out. We rode back to the hotel where I played my first game of gin rummy with Cheddar and Corey and failed one of my classes for winning.
For dinner Corey, Jon, Kent, Josh and I went to the Sushi Train, where the sushi bar was literally a model train. It was a good dinner and even included a hefty discount for who knows what reason. After reconvening at the hotel Corey decided that I should lead the way to that night’s activities, I set off in the direction of the university but it turned out to be too far away for the group and my “leadership” couldn’t keep them on the trail. We turned around and ended up at Lord Nelsons pub, an English brewery with two 5 liter yards of beer for the 8 of us. After that Jon, Erik and I crashed a private party which was being held on an island in the river, where a girl from London gave us directions to a cool bar. Whether the bar we ended up finding was the correct one or not, the night ended well at a very low-key bar full of thirty somethings and cheap drinks. We finally stumbled or way home and I passed out soundly in my incredibly uncomfortable cot-bed.
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