Took the new students on a tour of the cathedral, then out for a fondue in a student hangout. The immediate area is quiet with narrow streets lined with craftsmen building musical instruments, antique shops, interesting art galleries...and one of my favorite restaurant/cafes in Lausanne: La Pomme de Pin.
Had a nice Sunday, going to church with Elle and Keith, then stopping high up on the vineyards for a simple picnic. The lake, boats, and trimmed grape vines are below with the Alps in the background. BTW, when bread and cold meats are this good, picnic-ing is easy.
It actually got cold, again, but these hills are somewhat protected, so if the sun is shining, it is quite pleasant to sit outside.
We will miss the church. The liturgy is pure poetry and the diction high, so is quite a respite in a prosaic age. The Irish chaplain and his musical wife really guide the music well. This morning's songs were all rather medium in tempo and, while contemporary, avoided the pumped-up, cool-down dynamic you find in popular worship these days, which follows the rhythm of the 20 minute aerobic workout. Ireland is one of those places where folk music survived the industrial revolution, and Clive and Yvonne are living testimonies to that.
First day of term: tomorrow!
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