Sara's journal
Tuesday, 31 July 2007
Sunday, 29 July 2007
My past weekends

Picnic with LC Geneva and Lausanne in Geneva
Another weekend of productive meetings and outcome. We have created the recruitment material for AIESEC in Switzerland. The LCP Weekend the weekend before, meetings in Geneva the weekend before that weekend.
Another weekend of time spent with amazing people. People that give you the positive energy and motivation to go on (even if you are having fever and should be in bed).
Another weekend that I'm grateful for. Thank you everyone!
Tuesday, 24 July 2007
Perfectly happy

Sunday, 22 July 2007
On the road... in Switzerland
I just spent a fantastic weekend in Delémont with the other LCPs and the MC of Switzerland. I had a great time and got a lot of useful inputs in regards to the rest of my term as President of the Local Committee of Geneva (for those who don't know what I'm talking about when I'm saying LCP :)). But most of all I had many great discussions and a lot of fun.I've been travelling a lot through Switzerland the past few weeks. Thinking back, I hardly remember, where I was at what time.
Let's see... After having finished the exams and the EB Days, I went to Bern on Saturday for the MC Transition Party. That night I drove back to Baden (my parent's place). Sunday afternoon I went back to Bern again, to have a meeting. Then I was working for a week, often going to Zurich in the evening to meet some friends. On Saturday evening I then went to Zurich for the Züri Fescht where I slept in the LC Zurich office. On Sunday morning I went directly from Zurich to Geneva by train, to hand over my flat in Geneva to a friend (who stayed there for a week) and then have a meeting in the afternoon. The same day I went back to Baden. Then again a week of work, and again going to Zurich from time to time. Then on Saturday morning I went back to Geneva, to have a picnic with the LC Lausanne. It was an amazing day by the lake. On Sunday I had 4 meetings and then I went back to Baden in the evening. Again a week of work. And again in Zurich from time to time. On Friday I left to Delémont. And voilà, after having spent some hours in Zurich, I'm back in Baden. I'm exhausted, but that might be normal looking back on the past 3 weeks.
Well, this week I'm planning to take it easy (but looking at all the things I have to do, probably not). At least I will catch up some sleep. Really need it.
On Saturday I will be back in Bern, for a Recruitment Task Force. And then one more week of work, and I'll be in Sweden.
Time is flying once more and I feel like I get nothing done. Everything is extremely intensive at the moment. I'm just going with the flow, surprised over and over again about what life is letting me experience. Enjoying it one moment and the next moment drinking a coffee to overcome the fatigue, wondering why I'm doing it.
So, I will sleep now. Another day is waiting for me...
Thursday, 19 July 2007
Missing Ireland...
The past years I went to Ireland once a year... This year I can't go... :( Had a great talk with an Irish guy living in Geneva and we talked about the live music in pubs... The most beautiful thing... Just reminded me how much I miss it!
Tuesday, 17 July 2007
A Bit of Fry and Laurie - Censored
After my comment on facebook: I'm reading Stephen Fry and I can't stop laughing (great book by the way), people have asked me who Stephen Fry is. Well, here he is. I'm a big, big fan! Here together with Hugh Laurie, who most of you at the moment know from Dr. House.
Enjoy! :)
Me and Ronja

Friday, 13 July 2007
Absorbing impressions...
What a week... So many feelings and recurring thoughts... So many intense moments... So many good conversations... Tuesday, 10 July 2007
In the middle of nowhere...
Monday, 9 July 2007
Friday, 6 July 2007
The beer prayer
Good old memories: my internship in Ireland. On this picture my boss (on the left), my colleagues and me in the oldest pub in Dublin, right next to my workplace.
Monday, 2 July 2007
William Butler Yeats
The Sad ShepherdThere was a man whom Sorrow named his friend,
And he, of his high comrade Sorrow dreaming,
Went walking with slow steps along the gleaming
And humming sands, where windy surges wend:
And he called loudly to the stars to bend
From their pale thrones and comfort him, but they
Among themselves laugh on and sing alway:
And then the man whom Sorrow named his friend
Cried out, Dim sea, hear my most piteous story!
The sea swept on and cried her old cry still,
Rolling along in dreams from hill to hill.
He fled the persecution of her glory
And, in a far-off, gentle valley stopping,
Cried all his story to the dewdrops glistening.
But naught they heard, for they are always listening,
The dewdrops, for the sound of their own dropping.
And then the man whom Sorrow named his friend
Sought once again the shore, and found a shell,
And thought, I will my heavy story tell
Till my own words, re-echoing, shall sing,
And my own whispering words be comforting,
And lo! my ancient burden may depart.
Then he sang soflty nigh the pearly rim;
But the sad dweller by the sea-ways lone
Changed all he sang to inarticulate moan
Among her wildering whirls, forgetting him.
Sunday, 1 July 2007
Summer plans
Me on öland camping with some friends
The Rolltorps-lake 500m from our house (where you are all by yourself)
Beautiful coast lines, the sea is just 15min by car from our other house
History wherever you go...




