Romantik Hotel Schwefelberg-Bad
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... when we’ll be reunited.
We walked back up into the village while Mr. Giauque explained his history in this village where he grew up. He pointed to houses where he had lived, where the post office used to be, how the streets had changed and so on. I don’t have any place like that in my history, a place I grew up that hardly changed. Like many Americans I grew up moving every few years. Here people have deeper roots.
He showed us around ...
... she has to wear a brace for two weeks and it'll be two years before her nerve grows completely back...just another story to add to the adventure). The remaining four of us finally get back on the road and it seems like we'll be back to the Kartause before ten! However, I knew that sounded too good to be true, and boy was I right. We return the cars to Vienna with no problems, catch the train out from Vienna (we were the only ones on the whole train, so being a little tired ...
... the roadside, with small spots of grassed areas alongside the stream. It seemed quite shallow as the rocks beneath were clearly visible, perhaps the water is just so clean. The stream then became a rushing river which was a gorgeous blue colour, hopefully it’s been captured on camera.
As we approached Lake Thun, the first of the lakes that Interlaken is nestled between we drove right alongside it and caught our first glimpse of the ...
... made it back down and to the car which is when I started thinking through the pain.....to where I was going next. I looked at the map and thought east to Fussen which would lead to Salzburg and then come down into Italy nearer to Venice. I had been craving some Italian pasta for days now and the thought of going straight through the mountains and be in Italy for dinner was too tantalizing to pass. Italy it was.
The nav was ...
... to be release into the public area of the slopes. I had to decline but I did realise that anyone who stands still and watches is a potential customer - the Oz connection was just co-incidence.
One other site worth mentioning in Wengen was 'toboggan grannie'. I saw her coming down one of the lanes which ran parrallel to the shopping strip, a gentle but longer way to the shops which 'slalomed' it's way down the hill. I didn't have my camera ready to catch the site of a woman who ...
- Swimming pool
- Free parking
- Pets allowed