Seiler Hotel Mont Cervin Zermatt

... another according to the train website the day before, but apparently not everything you see online is true. I had to make a transfer, but luckily, it turned out well. The ride into Brescia was stressful, the ticket man (I don't know his official title) was coming around to check our tickets but the man in the seat next to me didn't have his. A little argument commenced, then some all out shouting, and fingers being pointed and scary looks in angry eyes. I was a ...

... used my final day of my eurrail pass for this trip only to find that the trip from Visp station to the Zermatt was not valid despite being told by two train operators that it was. I also couldn't get through to the girl at the station that my eurrail pass allows me discounts for the train but she kept telling me, 'no, no, you can't use anymore days it's full'. Today wasn't the first time I have been stuffed around by the Swiss. It's hard to believe that Einstein was educated here.<br><br><br>

... to them. The father and daughter had just completed a 200km trek through the mountains so our little effort that day seemed very insignificant!<br><br>We sat and watched the sun go down and the lights of the town come on as it got darker and colder. The town and the Matterhorn looked beautiful as the sun set and the moon came up. We really didn't want to go inside, but when it did get too cold we eventually climbed down to bed, and every muscle in our bodies said &#8216;thank you!&#8217;

... one of which was obviously our target. With lots of sign language, some French mixed with German, we got the idea over, and landed the photo. But we couldn't persuade him to do the handcuffs, so we didn't push our luck.<br><br>We crossed the border into France shortly afterwards and travelled along the Col du Petit Saint-Bernard (which, for some reason, google maps won't recognise as a road, although it shows it as a walking route!), and found ...

... vastly superior to any American brew save for perhaps Boston&#8217;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&#8217;s entry. (Yes, I am writing this in the future-won&#8217;t tell you what day.)<br><br>                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.

... we need to share. After my hike, I rewarded myself with an "eyes bigger than my stomach" purchase at a local sweet shop. I bought a carmelized walnut tort (or pie, it was huge) and a chocolate muffin. Weird combo, but I downed them both. Tonight, if we are able to roll our tired bodies out of bed, I'm going to guess that there is a high probability that we eat at the pizza place again. It was really good. I'm looking forward to a cold ...

... strangers. Roland works for Zern, which is the worlds biggest nuclear research center and told me all about the particles that make up electrons and positrons and the immense costs and energies involved in the research being conducted there in switzerland. All a littel over my head, but still.... Add to that impressive views over geneva whilst climbing, i had another great day and top finish to my time in the switzerland and northern france.

... doh, forgot his name). I didn't get a photo either... but yeh, on our last night we went drinking... er... that's about it. I met this chick, Minnie at the Ice-Dorf bar on one of the mountains. Err... she was the chick behind the bar, and she was cool. I asked to buy some stickers, to do with the Ice Hotel she was marketing, but they ran out of stickers. She took down my details and said she'd send a few personally selected stickers for free ($2 AUD ...

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