Switzerland... Not Just Great Chocolate

Sure the chocolate leaves Hershey's in the sewer... but the main reason why I love Switzerland and why people come here... is for the ALPS!! Good grief they're stunning... But allow me to backtrack a bit because I never read Kyle's posts... but I'm sure he didn't do a good enough job;)

I vaugly remember saying something about my room being full of wet, stinky clothes. Well I'm glad to report - I did laundry! Hurray! But not so fast... I had to wash Kyle's clothes as well - apparently he didn't buy me that liter stien of beer because he loves me... sad:( Everything was going good until the dryer, which cost 60 cents for every 15 minutes. Well my family likes to save money here and there - so instead of not drinking as much beer... we decided to only dry our clothes for 30 minutes. (Grandpa... and maybe myself would not compromise the beer) The washer there didn't really have a spin cycle, so after 30 minutes of drying - I got to skip six blocks back to the hotel with two bags of wet laundry... then I got to hang all of them up around the room! Then I got to do some really steamy ironing... it made my day. But after a liter at the Haughbrauhos I felt a little better hahaha! You all must think I'm a drunk haha:)

Then what's so far been our favorite part of Europe - we got to go on a train ride! So way early in the morning I woke up, packed, had breakfast, got ready for the subway and train ride... while Kyle slept for another hour - then delayed us all when his curling iron stopped working - and his tears made the mascara run... gosh that made us late. But finally we got on the train, closed my eyes for a bit - was nice. Then came the ICE train's last chance to make a good impression. We've had nothing but trouble with the German highspeed train - I really wanted to be able to forgive it... Maybe if I blame Kyle for everything. But anyways, the place where our car was supposed to stop, wasn't where it did. In fact, it whooshed past us at 30 mph and stopped at the other end of the station... We're pretty accustomed to running through crowded European train stations - so we made it... But Grandma ran more than she has in the past 40 years... and let me tell you - those white leather-laced shoes were only designed for pushing the pedals in a golf cart. She was weaving and dodging, might have even stif-armed some guy onto the tracts! But we didn't look back so I'm not sure... Finally though, at the end of a few hot train rides... we found ourselves in Switzerland.

It's so beautiful here - I don't know if it really registers. And sorry, megapixels don't give this place justice - but so you don't yap at me... there's more pictures. The first day we arrived around six, and it was the clearest then than it has been since then. But hey, the clouds add a different kind of beauty to it all... majestic I guess. Any way you turn in this tiny little town is pretty much a postcard. Twenty minutes after getting here I took a hike to the nearby waterfall - steep, rocky, wet trail with a bunch of stairs and caves brought me right up next to the falls. Thanks to my trusty Birkenstocks - I was able to conquer the terrain and enjoy the view.

This morning we decided to go up to Schilthorn. Which is a peak of about 10,000 feet with a restaurant and shop up top. I guess a James Bond movie was filmed there - which would explain why everything on the menu was called "James Bond... whatever - spagehtti, coffee, fies." It was pretty socked in though. But because we leave tomorrow, we had to go anyways. Another long tram ride through the clouds, like literally - pure white out the windows, we cames to another small village. We've been to three small villiages - they're all incredible. Then me and Kyle took the hike down to another (forgive me for forgetting the names - altitude and beer I guess haha!) But that was lovely... the whole place smelled like farm - and we bought some home made cheese and sausage from this lady in a tiny little shack. The place was so cute, small and non-touristy! A totally different existance than what I've ever seen. Making cheese in front of the Alps, with butterflies everywhere! Was pretty cool.

Back in the home town we got some delicious dinner. Grandpa sits down at the table and the only thing he says is "beer!" Cracks me up:) Mum and Dad got Fondue... expecting the cheese/wine stuff... but got raw meat that you fry yourself... for 108 bucks! Whoops:) But they said it was good so... If you come here - get some Rosti - I had it and it was pretty stinkin delicious. Well... the Swiss lady running the place is confused why the heck I'm still awake... turned the lights off and everything... I should go:) Enjoy the pics!