Thursday, November 26, 1981
Sunrise in Biel:
Saturday, November 28, 1981
Left the Personalhaus/staff residence
at 8:00 to lug three packages to the post office. Had to fill out 2-3 forms for
each of the larger packages. The smallest weighed less than a kilo/2.2 pounds
and fit through the letter-window rather than the package-window behind the
postal worker (?)
Sunrise in Biel:
Saturday, November 28, 1981
Train day pass |
Went to the train station to meet Ermanno B and his mother at 9:00. I was expecting them to come by train from Grenchen,
but they came through the front door of the station. They had a friend drive
them, and we went out to the car to drive to Nidau. The driver had me
ask for directions, and I had a hard time switching from Italian to German!
Actually these Italians who live here have picked up enough of the dialect that
they could manage better than I could. The orthopedic shoe store was only a couple buildings
farther down the street. We met the proprietor/shoe specialist, who wanted to
engage in shop talk when he learned I was a therapist from the U.S.
Finally got to Ermanno and decided a shoe insert
will be made to better support his feet. The mother then brought up the problem
that his teacher wanted him to learn to tie his own shoes. The proprietor said
we did not have to cater to the teacher, but I suggested it would help Ermanno
and his mother if he could don his shoes independently. How about Velcro
straps? The shoe order was made and we drove back to the train station. Mrs.
B treated us to drinks; she had coffee, I had tea, the driver had a beer,
and Ermanno had hot chocolate.
After goodbyes, I caught the 10:14 train to Bern
to finish my Christmas shopping.
Grandma: Bracelet with a flower in which you put
a drop of perfume (Inspire, a perfume from Köln/Cologne, W Germany), handkerchief with genuine St Gallen embroidery, a bottle
of Neuchâtel wine, Suchard deluxe milk chocolates, Suchard hot chocolate mixes,
and a camisole.
The whole family: Cuckoo clock, Suchard deluxe
milk chocolates and Suchard hot chocolate mixes, and Tobler chocolate truffles.
Also a German Christmas carousel of a Nativity that uses candle heat to turn
the whirly-gig on top. I looked for the proper sized candles, but only found
the kind they put on their Christmas trees.
Dad: The Munich S-bahn/U-bahn map T-shirt,
model of a Swiss Post, Telefon und Telegraph (PTT) bus, and a poster calendar of Swiss scenes (with trains).
Mom: Ceramic cake pan, ceramic candle-holders
with a matching pen box, and a camisole.
Terry: Hummel figurine and camisole.
Phil and David: Each a stein from the Oktoberfest
and a can of Swiss beer (hope it doesn’t explode enroute!)
Frank and Paul: Each a beer stein and a Swiss
knife.
Kathy: A real cow bell, a little wooden carved
cow with its own bell, and a Christmas ornament cow bell that plays “Silent
Night“ when you wound it up. (The sales lady wound it up to test it, then
wrapped it up for me. I put it in my canvas tote and it kept playing while
people looked at me strangely. As I walked down the crowded streets of Bern, I
could still hear the music! A young boy in front of me kept looking all around
for the source.
Returned to Biel on the 13:41 train. At the Personalhaus I found an empty box and
managed to pack everything inside. I had just enough wrapping paper, tape and
string. I hope the post office accepts such a large and heavy package!