Helen just got back from Europe. She liked Zürich the best too. She even stayed in the same hotel. How odd. The thing I remember most about Zürich is the water. Looking down from a bridge into the river, you could see clear to the bottom. It was absolutely crystal clear. The only hint that there was, in fact, a river was that you could see all the fish swimming around.

Speaking of water, on the way back from breakfast Helen and I got stuck in the weirdest monsoon. Came out of nowhere; huge drops that soaked us instantly. Proper Boston weather. Weather.com was kind enough to warn me of "drizzle."

It seems very unlikely that there will be any posts to this for the next 25 days or so. I'll be back after my exam; and I'll either be astoundingly happy and amazed with myself or very depressed. Prepare yourself for some extreme emotional content one way or the other.