Friday, March 11,
1983
Found a four-leaf
clover.
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| Four-leaf clover |
I went downtown and
did some impulse shopping, getting a bikini and a pair of sandals. Also stopped
at the produce market to get some nüssli/lambs lettuce salad.
Marsha C and I
had planned on going to Bern for the Ostereiermarkt/Easter egg market,
but despite seeing different dates for the market, I had it stuck in my head
that one poster said it was next week. When I got back to the Personalhaus/staff residence,
Marsha told me Barbara S had called and would drive us to Bern today at
12:30 for the Ostereiermarkt. I thought Marsha could go with Barb herself, as I
had already been to the market, but she insisted I come along. Barb arrived at
13:00 with her friend of the weekend, Bruno. We zoomed off to Bern, and first
stopped at the bear pits. We saw a poster for the proper dates of the
Ostereiermarkt, and it was not today! As we walked along the main shopping
street, nearly every store had an artist’s picture along with a sample of
his/her egg handiwork. I was being “smoked out” by Barb and Bruno, and when we
went to the Wohnshop Bazaar, I excused myself, and after a little window
shopping, went to the train station and caught the 14:53 train to Biel. I was
depressed at wasting a nice sunny day, and “sinned” by buying a chocolate bunny
and gobbling him up! I feel like I am a fifth wheel in the Barb crowd, not only
being smoked out, but somehow feeling ignored and that I am ruining their fun.
I wish Marsha was okay with doing things with Barb without me (she seems to
grimace when I suggest leaving her alone with Barb), and it would be great for
Marsha to experience the Switzerland I have already seen, without my going to
the same places twice. I have been doing that to make sure Marsha experiences
what I think are the things to do in Switzerland, but in retrospect,
they are what I think are important. I have been told (by Jan) to just
do the things I want to do without worrying about other people. Am I able to do
that?
It turns out that
Marsha had the best time with Barb, and
spent the night with another friend of Barb’s, so I need not worry.
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