One month in Europe, after two years in Benin, requires quite an adjustment.
“Why yes, I would love some more cheese.”
“Why isn’t everyone looking at me? I am, after all, American. Hello…?”
“More wine? Yes please.”
“What do you mean the train already left? I’m only 5 minutes late?”
“Chocolate? Why thank you…”
Sadly, it’s not possible to negotiate the price of a scarf in a Swiss department store, but I somehow managed my way through Switzerland, Italy, and France without embarrassing myself too much. Now back in Benin, I’m writing this message from inside my mosquito net, and these photos of Europe seem strange, though quite lovely, like a dream:
Christmas Carnival in Montreux, Switzerland.
Montreux shoreline on Lake Geneva.
Sunset over the harbor. Venice, Italy.
New Year’s fireworks over the gondolas. Venice.
Gondola traffic jam. Venice.
Self-Portrait. Venice.
Mystery-girl in a tunnel. Venice.
Speedboat on the canal. Venice.
Old man walking. Venice.
Canal Panoramic. Venice.
Evening lights in Zermatt, Switzerland.
