So its happened (cue the trumpets, the fireworks, the national holiday, the huge collective sigh of relief in Scotland…). I think I’m going to have to change the reason behind this blog now cos the move is over with and life in Basel has begun! I have arrived!
I deliberately took my time about posting my first thoughts from Switzerland to let it sink in a little! So here’s what I’ve learned so far:
1. Coca cola tastes different here.
2. Kinder Bueno doesn’t.
3. The international telephone code for Switzerland is 0041.
4. All foreign Irish pubs are the same (I knew this anyway).
5. Lynx deodorant is called Axe here.
So ends this public information broadcast! Now that I’ve educated you a little in Swiss life I’ll move onto the gory details of the move. The flights over were fine even including the 45 minutes going through security at Edinburgh airport. Last night Nicole (Papa?), a technician in the lab took me out for dinner at Mister Wongs and a pint in the local Irish Pub. I think she was afraid I’d be homesick. After 5 hours? But had a great time and got up to speed on lab politics (very important) and Basel life.
I spent today signing things. I have now registered my computer and myself with the University. I’ve set up a bank account and signed everything to do with a salary, pension, taxes and insurance (boring, yawn, yawn). My first observation on Swiss life, or maybe just University life, is that everything official has to be stamped by someone. A signature isn’t good enough? One to remember.
So overall a productive day and I’m off to try another restaurant this evening. They have a few here called McDonalds? Might have to try them out for a change!