Dear Journal, Its me Doug!

the hardest part about writing these blogs is thinking of what to say first. so to make it easy for myself, i wrote this sentence and the previous one to let you know that. we have been in interlaken, switzerland for 3 days and it has been quite glorious to say the least. as some of you smartypants already know interlaken is in between two lakes, hence its name. the lakes are the most wonderous color of blue imaginary to man. i dont really know how to explain it but i would say its a mix between glacier freeze gatorade and the artificial color you see when you are at a lazy river at a water park. i hope that paints the picture for you. the day we got here, it was so nice that monesplye + tom decided to walk to one of the lakes and rent a boat. we rented this rickety rowboat that whenever you made a paddle stroke, the oars would make a noise similar to that of a dying giraffe. we were paddling away from shore so slowly for some reason that trendy people at this trendy lakeside restaurant were just like sipping their frappucinos and glaring at us as we tried to get out of site. adventure tom took a dip in the lake which looked extremely refreshing, but i did not follow his lead because of the loch ness monster. it was like the three of us together were as one, the old man and the sea. we all started laying down on the boat and like semi-napped when the sound of a gigantic boat foghorn startled us as we realized we were in its path or something. that happened like 3 times.

our hostel here looks like a house that would be on the real world (NICE ONE TOM!!!) on the outside. on the inside, it is filled with swarming families of indian and asian decent. i guess this is a huge hotspot for people from asia, who woulda thunk it. it kinda looks like a military bunker with like cement walls and things of that sort that has been decorated by a trendy minimalist interior designer. food and such is ridiculously expensive here, you americans- think of like aspen and thats the feel you get when you are here. so we have been buying stuff to cook for dinner and in order to prevent us from dropping wicked loot at bars, we buy bottles of liquor before we go out. while we were seshing our typical fanta orange and vods, we ran into this dude who graduated vandy this year and kicked it with him and his golfer friend from seton hall. we attempted to go to this bar with them but they wouldnt let us in cause we were like "too good looking" or something.

on the second day, we did this thing called canyoning. it was very exciting and fun. its basically going up into the alps and then making your way down through a river with like rapids and cliffs and like natural water chutes and sweet things of that sort. it was really fun. i didnt know what to expect beforehand and wondered if it was hard. i realized on the bus ride there that i was going to be fine because in our group was a family of large to quite large texans and one of the guides 8 year old son. phew. its kinda hard to explain the different things we did so i wont really try. but there was one small thing we did where the guides like pushed you under a waterfall and you got like pushed around and then you are suppossed to like gracefully float with the current and into the other people who would stop you from going into a rocky wall of death. when i went, last, no one was there to prevent me from hitting this very same rocky wall of death and i basically got my ass beat by the current smashing me into the wall, holding my head underwater. my life flashed before my eyes and i saw a myself on a swing, a rainbow and snuffaluffagus. but i finally was able to free myself from death's watery grasp and i looked up to realize no one really cared about my well being. the whole experience was tight and they even gave us complimentary bread & cheese and beer afterwards. that night, we spiced things up and got rum instead of vodka and drank and went to this bar, balmers. we were told by zachary balthazar reiner that it was like a frat party there and his description did not let us down. the only thing was that there were clusters of REALLY unpopular dudes dancing REALLY unpopularly throughout the bar. this one kid looked like he was 12 and when that song- shorty got low-low-low-low apple bottom jeans or something was on, he got so low that he fell and looked like a turtle on his back, with no power to get up. his other blacked out accomplice helped him out and saved the day. we met these annoying broads from THE ohio state and when that song your hot and your cold your yes and your no came one, tom aka hitch told one of them that it was my song and she told me we should dance, so i did. her attempt of grinddancing was placing her behind on my crotch and like moving every extremity but not her butt. it was a fun night, besides when tom spilled on me and made a flawless representation of what piss would look like if i had pissed my pants.

today, it was raining so we decided to go on a two and a half hour hike up a mountain. great idea. to me the hike was as if you turned the world upside down and we were climbing to the devil's laire in hell. but we made it to the top, soaking wet from rain and sweat. it got to a point where you didnt know why you were wet but you were okay with it. the top was kinda tight with the views and such, but hey i could have seen it on the internet. haha im kidding, im glad i did it but i was definitely not merry during the excursion. we have a mad early train to catch to munich tomorrow so i dont think we are hitting the town tonight. maybe well try and assimilate ourselves into an asian family and like party with them, but i doubt it. i cant believe im going to be home in less than a week. im really excited to get back and play some softball. hope everyones summers are swell. till next time.

-blye, spencer t.

p.s. i hope some of you know the reference of the title of this blog