It was a race against time...

So when I booked my flight to go see my cousin for her birthday I neglected to realize I would be cutting it extremely close to making it to my marketing mid-term. I literally was running into through the doors minutes before it started. It was really crazy, once I landed at the airport I still had to take a 45 minute train ride to town and then i had to find the fastest cab driver in Lausanne. It was kind of like the scene in the Italian Job where the Mini Coopers were driving like crazy, except it was the much cooler 1969 version!