The First Thing That Tried to Kill me in Switzerland

Deadly Staircase

OK, so I may be being a TAD melodramatic here. But if things had gone just a little bit differently, I could have broken a neck! Plus, I really just wanted to make another shout-out to the Australian Croissant Incident.

Let me start from the beginning. This morning I woke up cheery and bright-eyed for another fascinating day of training. Little did I know that the universe had other plans for me. As I was walking down the treacherous spiral staircase (in the dark, mind you – it seems they don’t turn the light on in that hallway in the morning), I misjudged the width of a thin part of a step, and fell the rest of the way down the stairs. Luckily, my right foot took the brunt of the punishment. As of now it is swollen and bruised and quite painful to walk on. This does not bode well for my plans of doing a lot of walking around Switzerland during the weekend, but being that it is only Tuesday, I have high hopes that it will be all healed up by then.

I hobbled to the office for the training. When the local employees saw my limp they immediately sent me to the on-staff nurse who wrapped and iced up the ankle as best as she could. She told me if it doesn’t look any better tomorrow, she’d take me to the doctor to get it x-rayed.  I’ll be able to experience that universal healthcare I have heard so much about! So that’s a plus, right?

But anyway, that was just my bad luck today. Yesterday was much better! I had a great time meeting all the people at my office who I previously only knew through emails. I really felt like I learned a lot too. After the training, we all went out to dinner and had some AMAZING Italian. The Swiss really know how to do Italian right!

I’ll have more to write on Thursday (we’re going out to dinner again tomorrow to an authentic Swiss restaurant) but for now I’m just going to take it easy and keep my foot up. Please wish me luck that everything is better when I wake up in the morning! My foot is currently swollen to two or three times it’s normal size, but that just means it’s healing, right?

The funny thing is, when I saw how many spiral staircases they had in my hotel during check-in, I immediately thought that I would probably be the one person who would fall down them. But really, I have fallen down perfectly normal carpeted steps too so it could just be that I’m clumsy.