11 Hour Bus Ride... Worth It? Yes...

So we wanted to go to Switzerland, to do some canyoning - so we went to Switzerland, and did some canyoning. And it turns out, that canyoning is one of the funnest things I've ever done. My only initial hesitation was the 11 hour bus ride to get there. But, after thinking about it for a bit, I figured that the ride would be well worth the experience. But, I almost didn't get to go to Switzerland this past weekend. You see, I'm really good at finding ways to complicate things, and that's exactly what I did. Our bus stopped in Pilsen, at what I thought would be just a normal bus stop - people get on, we keep going. But, instead, a very stern woman boards the bus, and starts checking people's passports. I'm thinking, "Okay, that's cool..." Except, after a moment of self-reflection, I realized I forgot my passport. Now I'm thinking, "I'll be fine, I'll give them my license." So that's what I did, and she looked at it, then back at me, then back at my license, and said something in Czech. I said "Mluvite Anglisky?" And she shock her head like it was a dumb question. The girl behind me interpreted, however, and said that she was going to let me by, but that I was likely to have problems, and I would potentially not make it to Switzerland. I told I'd take my chances and continue on. The ensuing night included two more passport checks in Germany, and one more at the Swiss border, all of which were some of the most nerve-racking moments I've had in Europe. Now after each stop, I was being a typical person and not wanting to take responsibility for the whole situation; I was attributing my failure to others. I was thinking "Why are they doing passport checks anyway? The borders are open... this is stupid..." or "It's 4 in the morning, this is unfair." When attribution theory came up in class this week, I thought to myself "Yeah I do that all the time." But nonetheless, we all made it to Switzerland, and we had us one epic weekend. The first day there, we got settled in and ate, and strolled around town for a bit that night. The next day we woke up bright and early and went canyoning. Canyoning really boosted my self-efficacy a bit, in terms of what i am able to jump off of, because myself and a few others jumped off of a 10 meter cliff into the freezing cold water below. Sunday we went up to one of the peaks and saw the snow-capped Alps, which was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen - definitely experienced some cognitive overload. But all in all, like I said, definitely up there on the best weekends ever list.