A night out in the Capital.
Sep 05, 2010
Aug 21, 2011
Where I stayed
Camping Bern-Eymatt, Hinterkappelen
. At one point we found ourselves staring down an airstrip but there was no activity so we headed on. We stopped for lunch at some Roman ruins and then noticed a sudden change. The signs were now in German and when we stopped to buy drinks the lady looked at us strangely when we greeted her with 'bonjour'. Everything was now much more German than it was French. We climbed a few miles before finally coming over the top of the hill to roll down into the capital, Bern (see video). We are on a lovely campsite and have even managed to use the washing machines to do some washing, (we were seriously beginning to honk). Also had the best showers yet, worth waiting 4 days for! We are now off for a nîght in the city, will report later how it is.
Great night out.Luxury to get the bus into town rather than cycling, and after Mum reminded us that it was our 1 month wedding anniversary we decided to make it special with drinks and a meal out. Turned out to be a kebab as Switzerland is extortionately expensive and we are sticking to our budget. Delicious however and wandering round the Old Town was very romantic. Did spend ages in the internet cafe getting cross about not being able to put our photos on, but we will soon!!!
We have just finished another gorgeous day cycling surrounded by beautiful Swiss hills and in blazing sunshine. Actually, apart from a couple of days rain in Normandy, we have enjoyed sun all the way ( I am now really bronzed up, this time without any sunbed support!) Breakfast from Co-op, yes, Co-op at the station of Yverdon was enriched by meeting a weird old dude who was walking the lakes of Switzerland. As he smoked his way though conversation I wondered how he could walk up the stairs, let alone across Switzerland. We left early around the lake on the east side missing the main road. There was a nature reserve between us and the lake which provided rushes for lots of wildfowl. The best bit though was when a small car tried to overtake a huge log lorry whilst he was overtaking a grass cutter. Polly was in the bushes having a pee but I saw the whole thing. It was great and the result inevitable, the silly lady ended up picking half of her car off the road whilst the log lorry drove off as if nothing had happened. We pedaled though a combination of nice roads and flat farm tracks