Seiler Hotel Mont Cervin Zermatt

So Borgomanero isn't actually where I was, but the actual place I was is so small I couldn't find it on the map. Borgomanero's close enough. Besides, I don't want to give away this adorable little town because then you'll all go, and then you'll all tell your friends and family, and it'll pull a Woodland Park-next thing you know it'll have a Wal-Mart and then its "cute little town" bragging rights will go down the drain (not that I'm bitter that happened to WP or ...

I am only stayin the night just to see the Matterhorn. The sun is out and I took a hike up nearby hill. It was about an hour and a half uphill walk with regular short stops to catch my breath. I think I have had enough of hiking now, I did 4 hours of it at Montreux as well, I must have the best **** at the moment. Spectacular view of the mountain at the hilltop though. It's less of a mountain and more of a giant pinnacle of rock. It looks menacing, to prove it there is a nearby graveyard full ...

... bit further than we thought, so we got a cab there to be safe.

We had to change trains in Milan and had about an hour to kill there so we went in search of some lunch. We knew that things would more expensive seeing as we were in Milan and we were near the train station, but there wasn't much we could do about it.

We found a pizza restaurant where the guys seemed friendly (they reminded us of 'Fat Pizza!) and the food wasn’t too excessively priced and sat ...

... of Seez. We must have taken some wrong turning around here, because the GPS went a bit mad. So we found a place to turn round (not easy on those roads) and went back until we could agree with the direction the GPS wanted to take.


We'd sent a text to Tom to say we'd arrive about 2 p.m, and could he arrange for some food to be left for us from the barbeque which had been arranged. He confirmed, and said he'd come down for us at that time.

We woke "late" (8am) and were the last to leave our bunk. Skipping breakfast, we began our 5 hour journey back to Zermatt. We chose a route that would give us a different view of the valley, but involved 1800m of decent. We paid for it for the next few days. We arrived at our apartment and ...

... vastly superior to any American brew save for perhaps Boston’s own Sam Adams. The Bavarian beers are a world-class specialty, and the stereotype about German beer is true-is is distinct and I will elaborate on this in tomorrow’s entry. (Yes, I am writing this in the future-won’t tell you what day.)

                Anyway, since the hotel is pretty far north in the city, we decided not to go out after dinner and instead caught up on some sleep.

... however. It's Friday and it's been a tough week at work. Yeah, I'll roll with that. Via Brian: As Jenn set out on her hiking expedition, I pulled on an extra parka, tugged on my snowbard boots and headed set out for Klein Matterhorn. The trip to the top took three separate gondola rides which were all packed with a variety of both hikers, skiers and snowboarders. I was amused by a pack of local Swiss boys who were trying very hard to ...

... thought that l had....people are gathered all around me taking happy couple and family snaps- but it makes you wonder how happy they actually as once the flash goes off their plastic smiles evaporates and life goes back to normal- not full of smiles and picture postcard shots but normality, heartache, routine. A wife snaps at the husband that he didn't get the right angle, the baby starts crying realizing the smiles are fake ...

... to me when they arrived - wicked! I got a small tour around the hotel as well, not something you're allowed to do, so took the opportunity to take a few photos of the place :) I chatted to this guy at the bar, Mattius, a landscaper from Switzerland. Landscaping has it's quiet season in the winter, so he's spending a month here. This dude could seriously ride his snowboard very well. There was this bloke at the hostel, Andrey (pronounced Andre), who's a bit ...