Saturday, May 22, 2010

Meltdown

Every parent knows you don't want to become "The One" who loses control of their kid on the plane. In the last half hour of the flight, Abbass and I were both sweating it out in shame as Aamir screamed his head off and attempted to martyr himself by using the kid's seatbelt as a noose. Swiss chocolates were flying right and left as he batted them out of his face. Coos in Swiss German by nice flight attendants failed. The number of calories burned through his teeny body could have powered the engine. And then, once the wheels hit the ground, the screaming stopped as suddenly as it started, and the little guy cracked a big smile seeing the other planes on the ground.

The guy had better be thankful that he's cute. Otherwise, I'd be guilty of a crime.

So, Switzerland.

1. The Swiss are the most efficient customer-friendly people in the world. We had a full flight going to Zurich and there was still no one in line. And everyone smiled as my son used his body to wax LAX's floor throughout security and the gate.

2. The Zurich airport is so clean, I could have eaten off the floor and have my mouth disinfected.

3. Indian standard time does not work with Swiss time, but is compatible with American time, and has given me 72 hours of opportunity to reform my Indian husband and his ill ways with the clock.

4. Swiss people claim they suffer as much stress as Americans. As least our friends who are hosting us claim so. However, I can't understand how you can really be that stressed when you open your window and the chimes of a church tower are resonating across the green fields with the free-range lambs and the Alps in the background, where the precision of clocks and trains were invented, where the salt and pepper shakers are designed like industrial engines and look just as sleek and elegant too.

5. On that note, I ♥ Swiss design. My nerd designer self recognizes their typography is superb. I can't get over the kerning I see in all signs. When a shopkeeper has the most perfectly spaced letters on the corrugated gate of his closed shop, you've hit another standard.

It's taken us 3 days to get Aamir used to sleeping through the night. And it took me 34 minutes to get rid of the stress that I've carried from advertising of the past 3 years while atop of the Alps.

2 comments:

  1. l! you've only been gone a handful of days and are already embroiled in such delightful adventures. and in the end, stress is relative.

    one of my favourite blogs: http://www.swiss-miss.com/ - 'a swiss designer gone nyc'

    p.s. thanks to this blog post, i just learned about kearning. what a silent and beautiful detail.

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  2. I just got a chance to log onto your blog and I love the way you write.. hearing about Aamir and his meltdown and the gorgeous and amazing switzerland is wonderful My parents loved you guys... mom describes you guys as the most simple, low key people she has met and they can't wait to visit Ladakh in the future. We miss you here. Had our first swin lesson and bbq at Cathy's.. Aamir was missed! xo

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