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It was our second trip to Brunni in three days. The first trip was cut short by taking the wrong train. More on that later. But today, we made the right train and off we go to Brunni, changing train once at Wadenswil then a bus from Einseldehn to Brunni. Sf25 bus/train day pass. Kids free as usual- Noel with Junior Card and Emile being under 6.
... are on a cow’s side painted on the door. Then we had to squeeze into the usual Parisian tiny lift, literally the size of a public phone box, and having bags was interesting because of the door concertina-ing on opening and that meant we barely fitted. We got stuck when it stopped because we’d put our bags against the back wall BUT it was a two-door lift and then the back door couldn’t open because of our bags, we couldn’t ...
... br> As we passed through some of the stops on the way up, little Alpine villages, we didn’t have a great view due to cloud cover. We passed through long tunnels as we crossed through the center of mountains, including the infamous Eiger. Near the top, there were two 5-minute stops inside the mountain where holes have been cut to allow us to look out of the slope face. This allows train riders to exit the train and take photos of the view from ...
Another early morning taxi ride to the train station and a quick stop at Starbucks for breaky snacks before embarking on the next leg of our journey. Phew, we are getting into our train groove. Whilst i waited outside starbucks protecting our bags, a lady started talking to me in german. Sorry! I think that age and I have really blended into the crowd in Germany. We are both olive skinned (not to forget to mention I have german heritage) and ...
... see since I finished reading the book in Cairo. The flight seemed like it would never end and I could hardly sleep. I am not quite sure if it was the anticipation of returning home or the fact that the flight was just incredibly long. When the flight finally landed in Philly, I spent forever going through customs, and I then had to go through agriculture because apparently riding on a camel counts as being on a farm. Luckily, I had a bit of time to grab ...