#meluaisinswitzerland

Hello Human Race!

I'mm writing because today I'm going to Switzerland and I'd like to do the same thing as with France.
The hashtag will be #meluaisinswitzerland.

See you all soon :)

I'm so sorry

In this place I want to say something about the plane crash in the alps. I'm very sad that it happened and how a pilot (or co-pilot, it's almost the same) can be so irresponsible. I'm very sorry for the people who lost their lives in the crash and in this place I want to say that I'm sorry for the families whose friends and children were in the plane. Even if nobody reads this I want you all to know that I'm not okay with what happened. It's tragic and awful. Nobody should be allowed to do that.

As somebody who can feel what kind of responsibility it takes to pecome a pilot, I wonder why the Lufthansa didn't look at him more during the testing of his personality.

Sources say he wasn't satisfied with his job as a First Officer on a short-haul flight. I would be really satisfied with it, I mean he has achieved flying!!!

Oh yeah, and I don't want to say that I don't agree with the news, but I have my own theories. I don't want to say much, I'll just say this:

The plane was in the air for about 40 minutes.

(Supernatural fans will get this...)

I can't say that I feel the pain of the people who lost somebody, but I still want to wosh them a good life and that they aren't afraid of flying.

Melua :(

#meluawasinlyon

Actually I should tag this with #meluawasinlyon but I'll still use the usual one so you don't get too confused.

So, right now I'm sitting in the car on my way to Hungary. And I know that i won't have internet for a while, so this post will be out when I'm in Budapest. (Right now I have wifi in Austria, so I'm posting now.)

Sooo, Thursday.... Ugh... Oh, right! We were in the french school. In english-class. It was so hilarious because it was soooo easy and the french can't properly speak english, not even on my level...

Then we went to the Musée Gadange, the city museum of Lyon. It was quite interesting, though everybody just wanted to sit down and rest.

After that we went to the Croix-Rousse where we had a two-hour long tour and afterwards we were exhausted as hell.

Cool wall-painting (yes, it's a painting)

After that we went back to the school, where I waited an hour for my old es. She took me to hers, where we played ping-pong (neither one of us could play...), had an awesome meal and played other games.

Then I was brought back home, where I slept, because it was about 1 am.

Friday was the day we left. I woke up at 8 am and packed my luggage. We had a breakfast and then we went to the airport.

On the airport everybody was sentimental and crying, and I stood there like an idiot with a huge smile across my face. Not because we left but because we were at an airport and we were going to fly! It was sad that we left, but flying is worth for me way more than staying. I just love flying. (I think I'll make an own post for my love of flying one day.) And because of this I went to the check-in and left the french and the others behind. After some time the others came too, some just teary-eyed and some still crying.

Then after 45 minutes the gate opened and we checked in. Our plane was also an Embraer E-195, like on the flight to Lyon. I changed a few seats and landed in row 9.

There was a women in row 8, who always stood up even when the stewardesses said that everybody should sit with their seat-belts fastened. I found it very funny, because a stewardess always came to her and told her to sit down already.

Even though there was a plane crash in the last week, I wasn't afraid. I never was afraid of flying. A lot of my fellow exchange students who normally aren't afraid, were even afraid to step onto the plane. I have this kind of unrestricted trust in pilots and planes. I don't know why I just know that nobody in his sane mind would do such a thing as happened on Tuesday. Anyway, I wasn'y afraid, not even when there were turbulances. I just love flying and I enjoyed this flight as I did all the others.

Clouds

Picture of the wing from the window

The Embraer E-195 at the Munich Airport (MUC) with the people getting out

As I arrived in Munich we had to get out of the plane and get transported to the terminal by bus. 

My luggage arrived first and then I met my parents.

This was my week in Lyon. It was an awesome week, even though I had some problems. But it was just worth it because of the flights.

See you soon,

Melua

I'm Angry and I'm Proud

Sorry for not writing yesterday, but I was furious and couldn't think.

So yesterday we went to the Grottes de Choronche by bus. It was beautiful. We had to qalk a lot upwards but it was worth it.

The Grottes of Choronche

And there were beautiful waterfalls too.

Beautiful waterfall

After that we went to a chocolate museum, where we could taste chocolate and it was delicious. We were then sitting there for one and a half hour tasting six pieces of chocolate. But it was great.

The guy showing us how to taste chocolate

After that I bought three tables of chocolate for twelve euros. But I bet it was worth it because it's delicious.

After the long day we went back home. There I called my es from last year because we wanted to meet. But somehow we couldn't really talk, because I didn't understand half her French. But it was great talking to her.

But my current es totally annoyed me and I got totally furious and I could've cried. After that I went to sleep.

Today started with waking up, as every day. I woke up and there was a cat lying at the foot of my bed.

Then I got dressed up and we went to school. There I met my last years es and we hugged and I was so happy, because she's so nice and it was great meeting her. With her we talked to the teachers that instead of the party tomorrow I'm going to go to her family for dinner. I'm so looking forward to eating proper food and seeing the whole family. 

Then we took the bus to Lyon and we visited the Quartier Tony Garnier, or however it's called. There were these awesome wall-paintings.

Painting of the Halle Tony Garnier

After that we went back to school then to the Confluence and then we went to Laser Tag. I really love Laser Tag. It's such an awesome sport. In the first round I was 29th of 34 and in the second 7th. I was so full of adrenaline in the second round and strategies swirling around in my head. And then I was so proud of the improvement. I should do it more often. And black really suits me... (I'm wearing a long-sleeved black T-shirt, and I love it!)

From there we went here. To this boy, where there's todays party. It was a hard way, since we always took the wrong metro.

And I'm so shipping my es with one of the french boys who is also here... They almost have the status of an OTP for me. They are so awesome together. I want to make them kissing!!! Why can't they just date already?!??

Right now I'm sitting on the ground next to the food (That wasn't a good idea, I'm eating it) and writing. And I hope there'll be some proper dinner cause I'm hungry.

So-called "food"

Melua

P.S.: Will be posted later, cause I don't have any internet

Written at 8 pm

This can get fatal

*TARDIS swear filter activated*

Okay. This post will be about how upset I am right now.

The boyfriend of the mum of my es came over to take us to burger king... (fooood!!!)

He's such a flippin jerk! A flipping french flip with so much flipoin' gel in his hair, you'd need the whole Pacific to wash it out!!! And he's driving with 150 km/h with 6 people in a 4 people car!!! And all the way to burger king I was like: I wanna kill this guy! Strangle him or something, but he has to disappear from this world!!!

And then we were eating where I got compliments for my french. (Thanks.)

And that guy is such an unoriented idiot flip!!! And his laugh is like some bird wants to puke! It belongs to a horror movie! I mean it!

And he's even smoking and the whole house smells like smoke and I can't sleep because I'm constantly coughing, cause I can't stand it. I think I'm allergic or something! And jeez... I just want to kill him!!!

This flippin' flip who's such a flip is so flippin' freakin' me out!!! I hate him so much!!!!

That's it. Good night

Melua :)

P.S.: instead of every "flip" or "flipping" insert a swear word!

I don't even know what to think anymore

The day tarted out great. We had breakfast, I met the mum of my es and we went to the school.

The school in the background

I really like that school, it's so huge and neat and just so nice.

Then we did some stupid tandem-language-learning-thing, which didn't even make any sense. And then we ate at the cantine. The food was okay, but not the best...

After that we went to Lyon to have a tour in the Confluence quarter.

It was boring, since I had the same tour a year ago.

Panorama from a bridge

Orane Cube Building

Frogs

And then we went (too) near to the sucrière and I felt terrible because I still can't go to the star wars exhibition.

Now yeah. Okay. Then we had an hour at the lycée. I was lying on the grass and did nothing. Except to starve. I was so hungry!!!!! (I still am.)

Then something happened which I didn't expect: Somebody else shipped our group too. And she almost had the same ships as me. So awesome...

So then we went home with the bus. And there was a huge talk about boys and stuff and I was asked which one of the boys I like from the exchane group, but I don't like any and I was totally upset! And then one of the 9th graders showed my es a photo of her ex and she's 15 and when she had him she was 14!!! And then one of the others even dared to ask if she was a virgin!!! (I'm sorry if somebody from the group reads this but I have to write it down because it's so upsetting!!!) Where does the world go?!??

And I'm 16 didn't ever have a boyfriend and don't even intend to!!!

And now something good: I met a Rick Riordan fangirl, but she's not crazy enough... :'( But it's good talking with her and I'm not alone anymore. :)

See you all

Melua

Sunday Activities

Today began as I woke up at 11 am, thanks to my night-long research on the internet. Thanks interesting stuff...

Then we had breakfast and about an hour after that we had lunch at the house of the mum of my exchange student. Pizza and pasta. An cake. Dauntless cake. Or at leat something like that.

Afterwards we went bowling and to play billiard. First we played billiard. It was great. Though I didn't play for years so I was a miserable player.

Me playing billiard

Then we went over to borrow bowling-shoes. I have to admit, that I never played bowling ever before. But I wasn't even that bad. I was the third in our team and I even did a strike.

The scores (I'm the last one)

After that we went to the mum of my es (exchange student, I'm tired of writing the whole thing...) where we watched some film. I didn't really watch it so I don't have a clue what it was about. Eventhough it was in english.

That was when I figured out that I may have a cat-hair allergy, because my nose starts running and I get teary-eyed when I'm with one of the two cats. And I live cats. This totally sucks...

The cat called Lilly drinking out of the tap (I think the tongue looks funny)

After that I went to the bathroom to wash my hair. But I spilled out water so it looked like the place of a massacre. 

Now I'm sitting next to my mattress (the power socket isn't near enough to the bed) and I'm writing and listening to music.

Good night

Melua