Just for fun... (edited from several internet sources, with some of my own comments-- I wouldn't necessarily agree with 100% of these, but they are all typically Swiss and things that I've noticed too) Sorry it's long, just skim and look for something interesting so you can pretend you read it.
You know you've been living in Switzerland too long when
...you stop missing your checkbook. (**still haven't figured out how to pay bills for myself)
...a 15-minute intermission midway through a movie seems normal.
...you relax when you get to the platform, realising you have a whole minute before the train leaves.
...you stop apologising for paying for things with 200-franc notes.
..you think it's economically wasteful to have more than one brand of a product in a store.
..you think getting up early is good.
..you get upset in the train when a foreign tourist (**or teenager) opens the window causing a draft to go down your back.
..you expect the shop clerk to say goodbye after you purchase something.
..you don't worry about your jacket being stolen in a restaurant.
..you feel like you're broke if you have less that $300 in your pocket.
..you get upset when someone pays with a credit card, instead of paying cash. (**I think I saw someone use a credit card once.)
..you dress up to go grocery shopping.
..you hope Switzerland doesn't join the European community.
..you consider food with garlic in it to be spicy.
..you get embarassed when a visitor asks for a doggie bag in a restaurant. (**someone asked me about doggie bags recently, having heard about this new American tradition and thinking that it was strange to take home food for your dog)
..you wish that your town had expensive garbage bags too. (**expensive, government-issued garbage bags, mind you)
..you don't mind waiting in restuarants.
..you have trouble finding English words.
..you don't think it's funny when someone confuses Switzerland with Sweden.
..you get upset when someone thinks Switzerland's fourth language is English.
..you think it's normal for a family with kids to live in an apartment.
..you prefer fizzy (**or non-fizzy) mineral water to tap water.
..you expect a slice of lemon in your coke.
..you clean up during parties. (**ok, but that's my job, too)
..you think that air conditioning makes people sick. (**if anyone had it, they would think that)
..you appreciate the differences between the cantons.
..you feel really hungry if you don't start eating lunch by 12:00.
..you start disliking fast-food.
..you prefer plain chocolate to candy bars.
..you have breakfast cereal for dinner.
..you consider it healthy to eat lots of milk products and lean red meat.
..you consider getting goats and sheep to graze in your backyard. (**yes, we almost had some)
..you start to think in kilometers.
..you think that a pound is 500 grams and not 16 ounces.
..you only eat fondue in winter.
..you think that Sunday should be a day of rest. (**and you don't expect anything to be open except for maybe a bakery or two)
..you prefer hamburgers without the bun, and eat them with a knife and fork. (**yeah, we do that)
..you think that only foreigners use ketchup. (**a very American condiment-- along with peanut butter, by the way)
..you wonder why anyone would want such a big refrigerator.
..you start judging the quality of the whipped cream.
..you think that Switzerland's conservation efforts make a difference.
..you refuse to leave messages on answering machines because it's too impersonal. (**No one I've ever called has had an answering machine)
..you close the shutters at night to keep out the light
..you think that the smellier a cheese is, the better it tastes (**ok, maybe that's more French than Swiss...)
..you plan birthday parties exclusively on Wednesday or Saturday afternoons
..you buy a pastry from the bakery instead of a cake for kids birthday parties
..you walk to church, and drink wine afterward instead of coffee
..you walk to the grocery store, and bring your own bags
..you own a chalet in the mountains
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and I'm getting readjusted to American life. In addition to other
things I purposely didn't tell customs and security officers about, I
brought home with me a tiny red bug (on a pair of pants) and
(apparently) a bit of Frenchness to complement my Michigan
accent. I thought that was funny. But ok, I'm supposed to
be telling you about my trip home. Here we go, kids...
.
Got my ticket for me, rolled around the big suitcase, found the right
trains for me, kept me talking so I didn't feel anxious. I was by
myself again for most of the subway trip to the aiport and was not
quite sure what I was going to have to do once I got off the
train. But my guardian angel hopped on board at that point in the
form of an American guy who was also taking the Detroit flight and knew
where to go in the airport. I tagged along after him. In
line to check in, I was standing with a bunch of other Americans,
including a guy who goes to Eastern and a group with two teenage girls
(one of whom will be a freshman at UofM in the fall), their mom, and a
friend. We chatted for the hour or so that we were in line.
They then sent us all over the place, as the Paris airport is in the
midst of some construction and we had to be bussed out to a temporary
terminal. Eastern guy sat next to me on that ride and talked
about Pistons and school and whatever else. We're getting to the
good part, by the way...
has done a decent job of feeding me enough on all my flights so
far. So I just went to the boarding area. Now, I had chosen
a seat when I ordered the ticket online. And was a bit perplexed
as to why I didn't have a seat marked on my boarding pass. Just
some code that I figured would be explained to me when the time
came. The conversation went roughly like this:
(Bad Barbara...) Anyway. Finished up a few more lasts today. Took the train to Fribourg for the last French mass, did some shopping, had lunch with Margot. 
Needing some divine intervention to keep me from having a fall schedule filled with such relevant courses as 'Contemporary China' and 'Southeast Asia as a Linguistic Region'. Um... this would not be the appropriate time to take random filler classes just to get the credits. But the scheduling fairies are playing tricks on me and it's not very nice. 