Chronicles of a traveler #1

Here we go. As some of you may have noticed the cucumber has been missing from the day to day action of Happy Valley the last couple of weeks. If you didn't notice you should have and I am oh so very hurt and disapointed and will go wallow in a corner feeling sorry for myself. But, my feelings aside, I have decided to document the events leading up to were I am now. Which is in the middle of a strange city with a very good, not amazing of course but very good nontheless, public transportation system, in a top floor appartment, were if you don't duck you will hit your head on the rafters, sitting at a computer that doesn't speak English that well, which has a keyboard where the z and y are switched as well as pretty much all other punctuations, except of course the period, after a short nights sleep on the hardwood floor, situated right in front of the projector screen, that we watched a movie on last night, the projector being supplied by not one but two DVD players, a 5 speaker surround sound system, and this other box that I think is the cable box, which, by the way, doesn't use English. Now, if you aren't already confused, this morning I woke up and saw a man I don't really know, dressed in nothing but his boxer briefs, preparing his breakfast at the counter, which is near the table that we ate dinner at last night, which is just across the room from were I slept, which, if you remember, was on the floor right in front of the projector screen. Oh, and I am also in Gevena, Switzerland. Now, if your mind is a little boggled and you want to just give up now, and maybe some of you should for your own safety, don't worry because the thrilling tale of my adventures thus far are coming just as soon as I can get a hold of a camera and sort through all the memories because I am too disorganized to write anything down. Schüs