Ægte gæsteblog I: Nu med osteoverdosis

Det er populært blandt bloggere at have gæstebloggere. Jeg har besluttet mig for at gøre konceptet ’gæsteblogger’ endnu mere autentisk, nemlig ved at lade vaskeægte gæster blogge om deres indtryk af Schweiz. De første gæstebloggere er derfor Susanne og Dorthe fra Dorthes Roderier.

Schweiz … hvad forbinder du med Schweiz? Hvis du som det første tænker på ure, ost, kobjælder, hvidvaskning af penge og fyldte chokolader, så er du ikke langt væk fra det sted, vi var i tankerne, da vi landede med Easy Jet i Geneve fredag den 28. august. Og minsandten om ikke også det første vi mødte, da vi steg af flyet, var endeløse reklamer for ure, ure og atter ure. Så ja, vi kan bekræfte, at de er meget glade for ure i Schweiz.

Hvad vi dog ikke havde forventet, var den sydlandske stemning, der prægede byen og dens indbyggere. Vi var jo ankommet til Schweiz – bjergtindernes land med Heidi, Sound of Music og … nå nej, det er vist alligevel Østrig. Sydlandsk, det var der.

Ohh well, måske opfandt schweizerne hverken Heidi eller den syngende barnepige, men bjerge og smukke landskaber, bevandret af køer med seriøst larmende klokker om halsen, det har de – modsat Frankrig (som vi besøgte indtil flere gange i løbet af weekenden), hvor køerne ikke har bjælder.

Med så mange køer er det heller ikke underligt, at de har så meget ost. Efter at have konsumeret 1,2 kilo smeltet ost den første aften kan vi roligt sige, at vores idé om, at Schweiz er forbundet med ost, stemmer. Til gengæld var det noget af en overraskelse at opdage de vilde ostetømmermænd, der åbenbart kommer i kølvandet på et osteorgie. Alt med måde, må vi konkludere.

Inden vi landene i Geneve, havde vi store planer om at prøve kræfter med de mange schweiziske chokolader. Sådan gik det ikke – og vi har førstedagens overdosis af ost mistænkt for at være medvirkende til, at vi ikke fik spist bare én enkelt fyldt chokolade. Utrolig, men sandt, så er det faktisk muligt at tilbringe en hel weekend i Geneve uden at sætte tænderne i en eneste trøffel, selvom byen er spækket med “Chocolateries”. Kuren mod chokolade hedder ostefondue.

Au revoir

Susanne & Dorthe

PS: Angående hvidvaskning af penge, så kender vi overhovedet ikke noget til det. Men vi ved, hvilken temperatur schweiziske franc skal have for ikke at krølle for meget …

PPS : Rue des Pâquis udtales [Ry de Parki]

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It is popular among bloggers to have guest bloggers. I have decided to make the concept ‘guest blogger’ even more authentic by letting real guests blog about their impressions of Switzerland. The first guest bloggers is Susanne and Dorthe.

Switzerland … what do you connect with Switzerland? If your first thoughts are about watches, cheese, cow bells, money laundering and filled chocolates, then you are not far from what we had in mind when we landed with Easy Jet in Geneva on Friday the 28 ^th of August – and it was in no way a surprise for us that the first thing we met after stepping out of the plane was countless advertisements for watches, watches and watches. So yes, we can confirm that they are very happy watches in Switzerland.

What we not had expected was the southern atmosphere that characterized the city and its inhabitants. We thought we had arrived in Switzerland – the land of Heidi, Sound of Music and … well no, this is probably Austria.

Ohh well, maybe the Swiss neither invented Heidi or the singing nanny, but they have mountains and beautiful landscapes crowded with cows with seriously noisy cow bells around their necks – unlike France (which we visited many times during the weekend), where the cows don’t wear cow bells.

With so many cows it is not a surprise that they have a lot of cheese. After having consumed 1.2 kg melted cheese the first evening, we can for sure confirm that Switzerland is connected with cheese. In return, it was more surprising to discover the wild cheese hangover, which apparently comes after taking part in a cheese orgy. Everything with moderation, we can conclude.

Before arriving in Geneva we had big plans about trying out the many Swiss chocolates. We did not succeed with this plan. Far from – and to be honest we have the first day’s overdose of cheese suspected for being the reason that we could not eat at least one filled chocolate. Incredible, but true, it is possible to spend a weekend in Geneva without putting your teeth in a single truffle, although the city is crowded with “chocolateries”. The cure against chocolate is called cheese fondue.

Au revoir

Susanne & Dorthe

PS: If you ask about money laundering, we absolutely don’t know anything. But we know what temperature Swiss francs must have so they don’t curl too much …

PPS: Rue des Pâquis is pronounced [Ry the Parki]