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Travel Blogs from Swiss Alps
... of the swiss alps. Very stunning view. At 4500m above sea level you can see everything. You all so fell very tired and dizy. At the top there is a look out and al that. Ther was also and ice palice with ice scalptres. Ther was also a ski slope 50m longs for us to do some bording. It was prity gay but i spose they had to make it idiot proff for the ...
... height: 17px; ">- Hibo thoroughly fed up with my inquisitions ...like "why don't the Swiss have their own language?". They speak German Swiss
- asking Hibo how she could take me to Wengen and not the top (grassy mountain 1274m vs. Snow capped Jungfrai 3454m)...so rude, anyways we went :)
- The tour bus people. Markham but louder
- The angry Brit, who ...
... went to FL
and became a baby, I'd never leave. So I got back to Interlaken on half a
battery since it was all downhill then flat. I even put it on max power
to relax a little bit more. Didn't help, but I imagined it did. 50
miles is a long ride on anything other than a road bike. I went to the
train station while I still had the bike and found out about the stupid
French strike. WTF. That country is messed up. Honestly, if it wasn't
going to cost ...
We were up very early (which we learnt was to be the norm) to pack our tents, have breakfast and head to our next destination - Lauterbrunnen, a small village in the Swiss Alps.
Again the bus ride was very very long but this was where we learnt the art of sleeping on the bus. A very fine art indeed.
We arrived at the camp ground quite late in the day. It was raining and we had to erect our tents and wait for our dinner. Despite this our ...
... he wants to tandem sky-dive!
Everyone had to come back to the hotel to shower the adrenaline off their skin. At dinner, Jono mentioned that this was the best Fourth of July he’d ever had. And we all agreed! Shortly, we were tucked deeply in our beds, dreaming of sailing through the mountains or of the laundry mountains that would that would soon need to be done…depending upon the experiences of the day!