We woke up, packed, ate breakfast, and got on the bus that would take us down the spiraling roads on the mountain… Em puked on the bus. Dani, the nursing major, took care of her while I watched our stuff. I, unfortunately, inherited my Mom’s gag reflex, so if I’m around vomit, I will too. Well, anyways, because of all that, we missed our first train, and that created a domino effect, so we missed our last train to Interlaken. We were stuck in the Liscern, Switzerland train station over night. looked for busses and other various transport services to no avail. Decided to chill in McDonald’s until it closed, and then went to another random eatery until it closed at 2. Then we wondered back to the station and found a heated car-park pay-station with video cameras. The three of us stood were the camera could see us so that if we got abducted there would be evidence. We played “never-have-I-ever” for a long time. haha Eventually, the janitors came at around 3AM, and then a police-man with a drug-dog came around sniffing rubbish bins. Finally, 4:22AM came around and the train to Interlaken was on the tracks. Thank God. We eventually got to Interlaken and Alex V- via the international telephone- helped us find the hostel we booked. We were elated when we found it. Balmer’s family owned hostel is fabulous. Stay there. They were so accommodating, and they put us in a room to ourselves so that we could take a nap, which was great. We threw our stuff in our room, and quickly went to eat breakfast. We got up and went to town in the afternoon. We walked through fields and watched paragliders, went to the Japanese garden and then stopped at the Chocolate Chalet. Swiss chocolate is the best. Only Belgian rivals it, in my opinion. Em got über excited because she found mohrenkopf: a chocolate, egg white, and wafer dessert that she had all the time when she visited Germany in high school. After that, we looked at swiss watches and army knives, as well as child’s toys. Switzerland was so relaxing. It was just what I needed. We went to the Alps restaurant and had fabulous cheese fondue. We dipped bread, pickles, and small onions. I loved it! We just enjoyed each other’s company and laughed as we tried to politely eat the dripping strings of melted, silken cheese. It was a grand evening. That night, we met up with the boys again, and they told us their funny stories from Munich. We chilled that night at their hotel and played pool for a while. The next day we went to Grendelwald and roamed around in the mountain town. bought chocolate. sat on a hillside and simply marveled at the shear size of the mountains. They were a cool powerful blue, and the snow that covered their tops was like a blanket of strong egyptian cotton, determined to protect the rocky peaks. Steve and Farhan rented a smart-car, and Trevor, Dani, Em and I met up with them in Grendelwald. Steve let me drive the car on the mountain roads, and we chatted for a bit. When I parked, Farhan and I traded places, and the two boys headed off again. Trevor, Dani, Em and I walked to a beautiful little church that Trevor’s uncle told him to see. It was lovely. Eventually, we got beck to our hostel, packed up our stuff and got ready to take the overnight train to Barcelona. We got on, asked the conductor to unfold our beds, and got ready to sleep. Because of the train strikes in France, our train was delayed several hours. I didn’t mind too much though, because I slept so well. Sleeping on the little fold out bed while the train rocked on the tracks was like being rocked to sleep in a cradle (only not as cozy.) I listened to Ludovico Einaudi on my iPod and let my mind wander through the memories of the passing semester…
