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When Life Gives You Lemons-- Part 2

Warnings: Mature content, abuse, rape, eating disorders, OCD etc. Some of these things go into a bit of detail. These warnings are relevant to the whole fic not just particular chapters.

Word Count Chapter: 3663

Word Count Total: 7,949

Author's Note: Barbs and Lemon are back by popular demand! Thank you SO much to @hockeylvr59, @newlibrary, @itisawitchesworld, and Nora, who I can't seem to tag. The rewrite of this fic wouldn't have happened without all of you. Thank you for indulging my impulsivity. All of you can see Mark in action during the upcoming Olympics! Reminder that this fic starts during the summer of 2019. I will be tagging the Avs and Lausanne HC. Also *~*~*~*~* means a POV change. Flipping between Mark and Clementine. Today we are beginning with Clementine.

Chapter 2

I rolled my eyes so hard I’m pretty sure I saw my own brain, but despite that, I ended up sliding down the wall and sitting next to him. Thanks to the tilt of the floor, I slid next to him until we were touching, shoulder to hip.

“Is it difficult being this dumb all the time or does it come naturally?” A warning blinked behind my eyes, Brain to Mouth Filter Failure.

His beard was short, but thick; despite it, I saw his lips curve into a smile. “Around you it’s effortless.” He paused before continuing, “You know you seem pretty unperturbed about being stuck in a leaning elevator with a certified moron.”

I offered an anemic shrug before continuing nonchalantly, “Ohh ‘unperturbed.’ Did you hurt yourself?” One of his thick eyebrows arched and he flashed a 1000 watt smile but didn’t dish the insult back which made the game less fun so I answered, “My world feels like it’s on fire all the time. I’ve had complete mental breakdowns because I accidentally used a blue pen in a journal that I only used a black pen in. Comparatively, this feels like no big deal.” It felt weird to share that personal detail with someone I found so annoying.

He nodded at Daze, “Is that what she’s for?”

A personal detail was one thing, spilling my entire life story was another thing completely and he must have picked up on my hesitation because he held out his hand and said, “How about we start over. Hi, I’m Mark Barberio.”

Ok. He WAS an idiot, but at least he seemed aware of his hoof and mouth disease. I gave his hand a firm grip and shake. “Clementine. Clementine Jones, and this is Daisy, but I just call her Daze.”

“She seems like a good service dog and not at all for a blind person,” he grinned like this was now our inside joke.

I rested my hand on her head thinking about the freedom she gave back to me and took a deep breath, “She’s the best.”

The conversation lulled and I’d be the first to admit that I let it die. We sat in silence for a few minutes before I had a thought. “Wait, you said you texted Gabe?”

His answer was a lazy nod of the head with a “mmhmm” that sounded like it reverberated in his throat.

“What is the likelihood of him making me suffer by association, simply due to the fact that I’m stuck in an elevator with you? Because I just met him today and he seems like a nice dude and I think we’re copacetic, but I could easily see him leaving you in a steel box for a few hours.” I flashed back to the mischievous glint in Gabe’s eyes earlier.

Mark just shrugged, “I don’t know, Lime, guess it depends on if he likes you.”

“Great.” I slumped harder against the wall. “Any chance you want to share that Wi-Fi password so I can contact some people so they don’t worry?”

A few taps on his phone and a notification popped up asking if I wanted to save the password to the Wi-Fi. As soon as I hit accept, my phone started buzzing so hard it almost fell out of my hand.

Nora: Hey, I’m running late. There was a thing with the room I’m painting. It looks NOTHING like the swatch and after sanding and refinishing the floors and having the paint not look good I had a little mental breakdown. FINE NOW.

Nora: Ok, I am 10 minutes late, but where are you?

Nora: Ok. I’m worried now. Did you get stuck at work? WHERE ARE YOU?

Nora: CLEMENTINE, THIS ISN’T FUNNY. I’M GONNA CALL 911. I’M GONNA GET CADAVER DOGS. WHERE ARE YOU?

The last one came in as I hit reply and tried to tap out a response faster than Nora could dial 911.

I’m fine! Stuck in an elevator with no service! I’m sorry. I just got on the Wi-Fi.

Nora: Oh, shit! Are you alone? Do I still need to call 911? Where are you?

I’m fine. You know I handle actual emergencies better than like… not being able to find my lucky socks.

Nora: This is true and you’ve conveniently ignored the “are you alone” question.

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A Not So Southern Christmas-- Part 6

This is obviously a rewrite of my old fic. I have been feeling romantic and Christmasy, so I figured it was time to bring back my favorite holiday couple. Title banner by the wonderful @whatishockey. Thank you thank you thank you to the people who periodically peek at this fic to make sure I don't make too many typos and mistakes. @hockeylvr59 @rymurrsneckbeard and @princessphilly

Synopsis: When Adelaide Thibodeaux finds her husband to be diddling the wedding planner in the Church before their nuptials, she walks out and is determined to take her dream honeymoon by herself. Until she gets a seat upgrade to first class and ends up next to Hurricanes Defenceman, Joel Edmundson. Holiday shenanigans ensue.

Author's Notes: This was written in early 2019 before Eddy went to Montreal as a free agent. I will be tagging both teams. It's been a while since I've posted a dual POV so reminder that *~*~*~*~*~* delineates a change in POV. Today we are beginning with Eddy.

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Part 6

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Just over an hour later we were crawling along I-90 in an SUV the size of a tank. After the second close call of almost being sideswiped by another vehicle sliding on ice after a single mile on the interstate, I was thankful for it. It was a rideshare, so I didn’t care if it only got two miles per gallon, as long as it was able to get us to the airport in one piece.

Adelaide finally turned on her phone and I just arched a brow at her as it vibrated in her hand for what seemed like a solid minute while she looked annoyed, “You ok there?”

She gave me a withering glare, and she looked so cute that I couldn’t help but smile, which made her glare harder and the entire thing was just a circle of me being amused and her getting more furious. It was fantastic.

Poking around on the screen, a call connected and started to ring as she brought the phone to her ear. I could hear her mother’s voice on the other end of the line. “Hi Momma, is everyone there? Put me on speaker.”

I was thankful it was a regular voice call and not a facetime, because I knew her father would pinpoint the “I just fucked your daughter nasty" vibes wafting off of me from four states away.

“No, Adele, I'm not putting Eddy on speaker.” She sighed and dropped her phone to her lap, hitting the speaker button with her thumb. “FINE. Is everyone here?”

“Adelaide why are you in a car, it sounds like you’re in a car.”

She transferred the phone to her opposite hand as I stretched my arm across the seat and intertwined our fingers. “Eddy and I are going to the airport Mama, our flight leaves at one.”

Her father’s rich baritone chimed in, “I guess there’s a first time for everything, one of my daughters not being stubborn? I better buy a lottery ticket.”

She sighed and rolled her eyes, “Daddy.”

“Eddy, son she IS going with you, correct?”

I cleared my throat, “Yessir, she agreed.”

“Good. Finally. Adele you’re next.”

Adelaide mouthed “I’m sorry” at me.

The conversation devolved from there. “What does that mean Daddy?” Adele sounded irritated.

“It means you need to stop being so stubborn and accept help and maybe find a good man.”

An argument started between the two of them, with Dottie interjecting at random times. There was something about college and Adele getting her Masters while working. Adelaide looked bored, like she had heard this argument before. She started massaging the palm of my hand with her thumb and staring out the window as her family argued.

Finally, Adele’s voice cut through the nonsense, “Addie and Eddy’s hotel room only had one bed!”

I caught the driver’s eyes in the rearview mirror and I don’t think he felt at all sorry for my impending death.

Adelaide’s attention was suddenly diverted back to her phone, “ADELE! Daddy, there was one bed, but I slept on the couch.”

Her sister wasn’t to be swayed from her current path of turning the attention to Adelaide, “Daddy, I looked at photos of the suite, the couch was too small for anyone to sleep on.”

He sounded displeased, I was suddenly very aware the man owned a hardware store and all murdering/disposing bodies things were readily available and no one would blink twice at him having any of them. “Eddy made you sleep on the couch?”

Adele sounded breathless, “THEY WERE CUDDLING THIS MORNING.”

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When Life Gives You Lemons-- Masterlist

Synopsis: Disabled OC and service dog get stuck in an elevator with Mark Barberio. Shenanigans ensue.

Word Count Total: 93K (this includes unposted parts)

Author's Note: Shout out to @newlibrary who has tirelessly created the graphics for this story. She's the true hero here.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

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When Life Gives You Lemons -- Part 1

Warnings: Mature content, abuse, rape, eating disorders etc. Some of these things go into a bit of detail. These warnings are relevant to the whole fic not just particular chapters.

Word Count: 4286

Word Count Total: 4286

Chapter 1

“Ok, can you look at the camera please?”

The flash was blinding and while I appreciated the professional set-up, I couldn’t help but wonder if a nerd named Kevin with a cell phone and a white wall would be more efficient. This seemed excessive and far more painful. I found myself blinking to see if my retinas had detached.

The photographer fiddled with the settings for a moment, “Can we do one of your service dog too? I’d love to make her a little badge for her vest.”

I actually thought that was kind of cute, I doubt Kevin would have been as creative. “Sure,” I agreed, “Come on Daze.” I asked for a sit/stay on the little platform and waved a treat behind the photographer.

“Great, these are so cute,” The photographer declared. “What were your names again?”

I sighed, this was about to be awkward, “Clementine and Daisy.”

She blinked at me, her brain processing the names and trying to figure out who was the flower and who was the fruit. I took pity on her and clarified before she short circuited and smoke began to pour out of her ears, “I’m Clementine and the dog is Daisy.”

She sucked her lips into her mouth and nodded enthusiastically, perhaps to compensate for her previous reaction, “Um ok, give me just a second to get these printed.”

Within a few moments, she had handed us our badges and I had to admit the outcome was a little better than using some random nerd named Kevin with a cellphone. I attached the clip of the badge to the pocket of my jeans and Daisy’s to her service dog vest. I didn’t normally make her wear it, but it was my first day at the job I desperately needed and they had given me a chance despite my need for assistance so I wanted her to look the part.

Sports had always been one of my passions but I didn’t have an athletic bone in my body, so I embraced the rules, the stats, the analysis. Numbers had order and always made sense to me, but I just wasn’t quick enough to be a statistician. However, the very best thing about sports is all the numbers could make sense, but the underdog could still win. There was no way to measure luck, to measure a human being’s ability to dig within their soul to beat the odds. It was this, the human element, that attracted me to sports.

It was only after a nasty divorce, a complete mental breakdown, and facing the stark reality of starting my life over completely with nothing to show for a quarter century on the earth that I decided to go back to school, graduating with a Bachelor’s in Sports Communication.

Before that,I spent a year in and out of hospital psych wards, sedated while they tried to glue my brain back together. When that hell was over, I was forced to move back in with my parents, becoming their dependent again. I also got Daisy, a service dog to help me juggle depression, anxiety, PTSD, and all the medications I had to take in order to return to society as a semi functional person. With Daze’s help, I was able to go back to school and reinvent myself and now here I was, on the farside of 30 and almost human again. Truthfully, I had no idea what “normal” was but I had decided I was going to be it. I was going to be normal.

I was starting my life over from scratch, as a new college graduate old enough to be the parent of some of my classmates and a psych ward veteran who was probably the subject of several academic papers. I am the product of a really shitty emotionally and physically abusive marriage which left me with a slew of partly recovered emotional wounds, but all of that was still better than what I had been, as my therapist was constantly reminding me.

It had taken many strings pulled by my professors and, unfortunately, my father, the head basketball coach for Denver University, for me to get this job. Even then, I wasn’t entirely sure I hadn’t been given it because I checked the affirmative action box for being a disabled woman (double the diversity). And by job, I mean, this was a temporary paid internship gig and if the Avalanche executives liked my content the position would be created and then I could apply. Imposter syndrome was something I struggled with daily and my therapist had invested a great deal of time trying to teach me that it wasn’t nepotism, strings my father pulled in Denver, a hiring percentage, or a variety of other things that got me the job. The Avalanche Organization could have said no. They saw my academic projects and were curious enough to create this internship. It was up to me to keep it.

The makeshift photo studio was in the depths of Pepsi Arena, while Human Resources was several floors up in a part of the building that had windows. Having completed my surprisingly good staff photo with Not Kevin, Daze and I stood directly in front of the elevator ready to make our way up and navigate the next part of the new hire process. I was absentmindedly pressing the UP button as if that would make the car arrive faster when the ding sounded its arrival. I was completely unprepared for anyone to actually be inside the elevator, much less a herd of Avalanche players in full game regalia-- down to the blade covers on their skates.

I barely had time to register the half a ton of boisterous testosterone bearing down on us before Daze darted behind me to avoid being trampled. In surprise, I stepped back and felt one of her little furry paws under my heel. She gave a yelp and my knees buckled to avoid putting my full weight on her little toes.

Before I hit the ground, arms were around me and I found my face pressed firmly against the Avalanche logo covering a hard chest protector. To my credit, I managed to turn my head to avoid a bright red lipstick stain on the fabric of the jersey.

Daze whined as I was righted by the ridiculously strong arms I was wrapped in, and the chest I was pressed against stepped back, putting me squarely in front of my savior and his four compatriots. I blinked for a second as I got my bearings and tried to make my mouth move in a way that wouldn’t haunt me at 3 am a decade from now, but my savior spoke first, his voice quickly snapping me back into reality.

“Whoa, your hair is like… blue.” He sounded like the least intelligent frat boy I had ever come across and my nose wrinkled in distaste as I felt my eye twitch.

It was such an inane response that I forgot I was in front of a bunch of professional athletes, most of whom I watched on a regular basis and all of who could now get me fired on a whim. Now I will be the first to admit I put my foot in my mouth a lot; mostly, because there’s no filter going from my speech center to my mouth and I’m not ashamed to say, working in sports, I often felt like the smartest person in the room. “It’s actually more of a navy, but thanks for the commentary Captain Obvious.”

The four players who were mostly blocked by the pair of broad shoulders and helmet, took an audible step back, and so did the set of pads in front of me which was bad for my IQ. The first thing I noticed were his eyes which were the color of the hazelnut coffee I liked to drink in the morning. My face went slack and I promptly forgot everything I’d ever known, including my own name as I stared into their rich depths.

An accented voice that didn’t seem to be attached to a body floated across my vision, “Is she okay?”

“I think so?” The man standing in front of me waved a hand in front of my face.

Daze whined and I swallowed, the world coming back into focus. My voice sounded far away when I spoke, “I’m fine, we’re both fine.”

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steamishot · 17 days

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T-6 days

i can't believe it's now under a week before the move. i feel constantly lowkey stressed being in a studio with another person and/or around them at all times. i take a deep breath and remind myself there's only a few more days to go, that i'm grateful for this space. and remind myself (like it's some kind of accomplishment) that we will have survived 4 whole years here.

from the last blog, comedy cellar and othership didn't happen. today is my first day back at work after switzerland. i feel like my boss didn't really acknowledge my absence or presence, despite being gone for a pretty long time. however, i'm back to training and answering questions from A. it maybe a big possibility that i return to the office in a few months or sooner. our department started doing an all staff on-site meeting once a month, beginning in august. although i am reluctant to go, i'm afraid that people are forgetting who i am, and it's about time for me to show my face again.

switzerland was a wonderful trip and country. it took us a couple days to get used to the prices. i knew it was going to be expensive, but didn't think it would be THAT much more expensive than nyc. turned out a bowl of pho is close to $30, a latte is like $8. every time we dined out, it was at least $100 for two, sometimes for one. on our last night, we got thai food. the pad thai was shockingly expensive - $50-60 depending on the protein choice.

on the first day, we headed to the bank to exchange some dollars to francs. the teller gave us 100s and 50s, and i asked for a lower denomination, like 20s. he said "most people pay with 200 or 100". that really set the tone for how expensive things were going to be, lol.

the country was beyond photogenic. i felt it was very safe, clean, and there were ample toilets everywhere. the train system is super efficient and straightforward to use, throughout the country. we thought it was going to be slightly cold and rainy, but the weather was very warm and sunny during our trip. we both got tanned!

we averaged about 16k steps a day, and by the 7th or 8th day i felt like my feet were broken LOL. til today, i still feel like i'm recovering from the physical exhaustion of traveling, walking/training everywhere and lugging our suitcases/backpacks around. we hit up: zurich, lucerne, interlaken, montreux (shortly), vevey, lausanne (shortly), geneva, zermatt, st. moritz, and chur. i was so glad to see and compare the german side vs. french side vs. italian side. if i were to live there, i would choose to live on the french side and vacation on the italian side.

it took about 4-5 days to acclimate to the environment and adjust to the time zone after a red-eye flight. due to timing, i think we enjoyed zermatt and st. moritz the most. both of these places were beautiful and we were also the most awake.

last week things: meeting friends for one or two more times, clean out the apartment and hope to secure our new one in pasadena, and then it's adios...

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allthingseurope · 1 year

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xgenesisrei · 2 months

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Resurrecting Prioritism, why?

I am really confused why in 2024, some people within the Lausanne Movement still write books, articles and blogs as if the movement is still undecided on the issue between 'prioritism' and integral mission. Consider the following:

The conversation, however, has progressed since the Lausanne Covenant of 1974. In 2010, at Cape Town in Africa, during Lausanne's 3rd global congress, the resulting document affirmed by the participants include the following lines on the section of mission:

"All our mission must therefore reflect the INTEGRATION of evangelism and committed engagement in the world, both being ordered and driven by the whole biblical revelation of the gospel of God. ‘Evangelism itself is the proclamation of the historical, biblical Christ as Saviour and Lord, with a view to persuading people to come to him personally and so be reconciled to God…The results of evangelism include obedience to Christ, incorporation into his Church and responsible service in the world… We affirm that evangelism and socio-political involvement are BOTH PART OF OUR CHRISTIAN DUTY. For both are necessary expressions of our doctrines of God and humankind, our love for our neighbour and our obedience to Jesus Christ… The salvation we proclaim should be transforming us in the totality of our personal and social responsibilities. Faith without works is dead.’ ‘INTEGRAL MISSION is the proclamation and demonstration of the gospel. It is not simply that evangelism and social involvement are to be done alongside each other. Rather, in integral mission our proclamation has social consequences as we call people to love and repentance in all areas of life. And our social involvement has evangelistic consequences as we bear witness to the transforming grace of Jesus Christ. If we ignore the world, we betray the Word of God which sends us out to serve the world. If we ignore the Word of God, we have nothing to bring to the world.’ We commit ourselves to the integral and dynamic exercise of ALL DIMENSIONS of mission to which God calls his Church. God commands us to make known to all nations the truth of God’s revelation and the gospel of God’s saving grace through Jesus Christ, calling all people to repentance, faith, baptism and obedient discipleship. God commands us to reflect his own character through compassionate care for the needy, and to demonstrate the values and the power of the kingdom of God in striving for JUSTICE and PEACE and in CARING FOR God’s CREATION."

Quoted in Cape Town Commitment, Part I, Section 10, B)

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And so, the genius of this document is that it shifted from the 'either-or' hierarchical configuration to a 'both-and' spectrum. Why bring back the issue all over again to the dichotomous problematic of which is more important: evangelism or social concern?

A question of priority rooted in dualistic thinking that has been the parameter of much of the missiological discourse from the Western hemisphere. Chris Wright, in a recent Lausanne podcast, has this to say about this issue:

"Primacy of evangelism still tends to mean that evangelism is really the thing and everything else is not just secondary but somehow out there a little bit peripheral, the extra stuff that Christians are to do. Sadly that debate still goes on. I do from time to time just got a bit weary of being asked the same question that was being asked back in the 1970s and 1980s, 'which do you think is more important, evangelism or social action?' But which is more important, drinking or breathing? Well, you have to do both or you’ll die. They are different, distinct, but they are part of the integrated holistic system within the human body. In that complex system, you got multiple realities, but they are all essentials, all being held together. You don’t ask which is more important except in some circumstances. Say for example if somebody is bleeding on the street, you got to stop the bleeding, it is more important than giving them anything else. And so I get frustrated when people still keep coming back to this desire to taxonomize or prioritize and say what is more important."

Good thoughts as always. Which only add to my curiosity: why bring confusion, especially for the upcoming generation of the Lausanne Movement, to what the Majority World delegates of Lausanne in '74 strived so hard to make their friends from the Western world to come to understand as a fuller grasp of what it means to bear witness to the breadth and depth of the Gospel of Christ?

And also, if we are really affirming the contributions of the Majority World leaders in Lausanne, at the very least MENTION them, celebrate their contributions, even at the risk of admitting that their Western counterparts needed a bit more time to process the deficient missiology they thought was the fullness of the Gospel. Or just simply, why not include photos that show how Majority World voices were right at the center of the landmark development (read as change, shift, or even better repentance) in terms of evangelical missiology?

-Rei Lemuel Crizaldo

Photo: C. René Padilla delivering what was dubbed as the 'speech that shook the [evangelical] world' delivered at the first Lausanne Congress in 1974. Read the speech here.

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Darius + Mars Red Sky à La Sarraz

Aujourd'hui sur Blog à part – Darius + Mars Red Sky à La Sarraz C’est un événement singulier au Château de La Sarraz: une dégustation de vins suivie d’un concert de Darius et Mars Red Sky, organisé par Humus & Wine. #Concert #PostRock #PsychedelicRock

C’est un événement quelque peu singulier que celui organisé, dimanche 23 juin, au Château de La Sarraz: une dégustation de vins suivie d’un concert de Darius et Mars Red Sky. Le tout est organisé par Humus & Wine, une structure née du label musical Hummus Records et de la Brasserie de Montbenon, à Lausanne. Me revoici donc embarqué pour deux heures de tram et de train jusqu’à la petite cité…

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rencontressportives · 5 months

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Comment le sport à Lausanne peut démarrer votre voyage romantique

Au cœur animé de Lausanne, en Suisse, un concept unique fleurit : trouver l'amour (ou même simplement de bons amis) grâce à une passion commune pour le sport et le fitness. Oubliez les glissements maladroits des applications de rencontres ou les interactions forcées des nuits célibataires. Les rencontres sportives enflamment l’amour. Cette approche innovante va au-delà de l’expérience typique d’une salle de sport, en proposant un espace où activité physique et rencontres amoureuses ou amicales se conjuguent en parfaite harmonie. Dans ce blog, explorons comment vous pouvez RENCONTREZ L’ÂME SOEUR A TRAVERS LE SPORT LAUSANNE SUISSE

Briser la sueur, briser la glace

Imaginez-vous revigoré après un cours de spinning stimulant, avec des endorphines coulant dans vos veines et un véritable sourire sur votre visage. De l’autre côté de la pièce, vous croisez les yeux de quelqu’un qui vient de terminer un entraînement tout aussi intense. Peut-être qu'ils s'essuient les sourcils avec une serviette – un regard partagé d'accomplissement passant entre vous. Ce n'est pas juste un autre gymnase ; c'est une atmosphère spécialement conçue pour susciter la conversation et la connexion. Un terrain d’entente est intégré ; vous aimez tous les deux rester actifs et repousser vos limites. Cette passion commune pour le fitness devient le pont, facilitant la présentation et peut-être le début d'une conversation. Un bon début pour rencontrer votre âme sœur à travers le sport à Lausanne, en Suisse.

Plus que des poids et des tapis roulants

Les rencontres sportives ne consistent pas seulement à fournir un équipement de premier ordre et des cours à haute énergie. Le gymnase favorise un sentiment de communauté en organisant des événements sociaux spécifiquement destinés à connecter les gens. Imaginez des mixages après l'entraînement où vous pourrez discuter avec d'autres adeptes de la salle de sport autour de collations saines ou d'exercices de consolidation d'équipe conviviaux qui encouragent l'interaction et le rire. Ces événements créent un environnement détendu et agréable, soulageant la pression des présentations forcées et permettant à de véritables liens de s'épanouir de manière organique.

Un match parfait : fitness et amitié

Même si vous ne rencontrez pas votre âme sœur grâce au sport à Lausanne, en Suisse, vous découvrirez forcément des amis formidables qui partagent votre amour pour le sport et un mode de vie sain. La camaraderie qui se forme entre les personnes qui se poussent les unes les autres pour atteindre leurs objectifs de remise en forme constitue un lien puissant. Ces amitiés peuvent être incroyablement enrichissantes, offrant un système de soutien solide et une source de motivation tout au long de votre parcours de remise en forme.

L'amour en mouvement : une histoire d'amour lausannoise

Imaginez-vous rencontrer quelqu'un de spécial dans une salle de sport. Vous pouvez engager une conversation après une séance d'haltérophilie, proposer des conseils encourageants ou partager un rire amical suite à une répétition manquée. Vous vous retrouverez peut-être en binôme pour une compétition de high-five lors d'un cours de Zumba, l'interaction ludique déclenchant une connexion. Au fil du temps, les dattes au café remplacent les boissons protéinées et les randonnées du week-end deviennent une aventure partagée. C’est la magie de Love in Motion – où une histoire d’amour se déroule au milieu de l’énergie et de la camaraderie d’une salle de sport.

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Alors, si vous cherchez à RENCONTREZ L’ÂME SOEUR A TRAVERS LE SPORT LAUSANNE SUISSE ne cherchez pas plus loin que SPORT Dating. C'est un endroit où les cœurs battent un peu plus vite, non seulement à cause de l'entraînement, mais aussi à cause de la possibilité passionnante de trouver l'amour ou de nouer des amitiés solides, tout en poursuivant une passion pour un mode de vie actif. Inscrivez-vous à un cours, enfilez votre équipement d'entraînement et préparez-vous à vivre l'expérience Love in Motion !

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Elevating Hospitality: Exploring Luxury Brand Management and Hospitality Education in Switzerland

Introduction:

In the realm of luxury and hospitality, Switzerland stands as a beacon of excellence. Renowned for its impeccable service, breathtaking landscapes, and world-class education, Switzerland attracts students and professionals alike from all corners of the globe. In this blog, we delve into the world of luxury brand management and hospitality education in Switzerland, exploring the allure of its hospitality industry and the top institutions shaping future leaders in the field.

Luxury Brand Management in Switzerland:

Switzerland has long been synonymous with luxury. From prestigious watchmakers to haute couture fashion houses, the Swiss have mastered the art of luxury brand management. In this sophisticated market, understanding consumer behavior, brand positioning, and market trends are paramount. Swiss institutions offer specialized programs tailored to meet the demands of this competitive industry. Students delve into subjects such as luxury marketing strategies, brand identity, and experiential branding, equipping them with the skills needed to excel in the world of luxury brand management.

Hotel Management in Switzerland:

Nestled amidst the picturesque Alps, Switzerland boasts a thriving hospitality industry renowned for its exceptional standards. Hotel management programs in Switzerland are designed to cultivate a holistic understanding of the industry, covering areas such as guest relations, operations management, and revenue optimization. Students have the opportunity to gain practical experience through internships at some of the world's most prestigious hotels, learning from seasoned professionals in a dynamic and multicultural environment.

Hospitality Management Education:

Switzerland's commitment to excellence extends to its hospitality management education. With a focus on innovation and practical learning, Swiss hospitality schools prepare students to navigate the complexities of the global hospitality landscape. The curriculum emphasizes a multidisciplinary approach, incorporating elements of business management, culinary arts, and sustainable practices. Students graduate with a comprehensive skill set and a global perspective, ready to take on leadership roles in hotels, resorts, and other hospitality establishments worldwide.

Best Hospitality Schools in Switzerland:

Switzerland is home to some of the best hospitality schools in the world, each offering unique programs tailored to the diverse needs of students. Institutions such as Ecole hôtelière de Lausanne (EHL), Les Roches Global Hospitality Education, and Glion Institute of Higher Education consistently rank among the top hospitality schools globally. These institutions boast state-of-the-art facilities, esteemed faculty members, and extensive industry connections, providing students with unparalleled opportunities for growth and networking.

Hospitality Courses in Switzerland:

Whether aspiring to become hotel managers, event planners, or luxury brand specialists, Switzerland offers a wide range of hospitality courses to suit every interest and career path. From undergraduate degrees to specialized master's programs, students can choose from an array of courses designed to equip them with the knowledge and skills needed to succeed in the dynamic world of hospitality. With a focus on experiential learning and industry immersion, these courses provide students with a competitive edge in the job market and open doors to exciting career opportunities both domestically and internationally.

Conclusion:

In Switzerland, the pursuit of excellence permeates every aspect of the hospitality industry. Through specialized programs, practical learning experiences, and a commitment to innovation, Swiss institutions are shaping the future leaders of luxury brand management and hospitality. As students embark on their educational journey in this dynamic and multicultural environment, they not only gain invaluable skills but also become part of a global network of hospitality professionals dedicated to delivering unparalleled experiences to guests around the world.

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