Swiss days

A mere update...

I arrived in lorrach Germany on Thursday, spending the days with great friends exploring the small village the Lawyers live in. Eating German brats, running through fall foliage, exploring a castle, coaching basketball in German, having a girls and shopping at the local farmer's market. My heart was completely happy in Lorrach. But we've left Lorrach and began an adventure in the adventure.

Heavy from the day we make our winding way around the lake, with the village's lights laminating the hillsides and the billows being painted in a pink and blue sunset. Heavy from a filled day venturing through Swiss terrain.

We left lorrach late yesterday arvo, beginning our journey with a doner (or a kebab type gyro) our stomachs full we drove across the German border into the night, onto the winding ridiculous roads of the Swiss. Stopping briefly to see friends and Bryan pound's concert in beil. But we was a brief stop indeed for we still had to make our way onto are resting place. Stopping to get a map and key out of a mailbox in steffisburg you would think we were on a treasure hunt, in our massive van sneaking through skinny Swiss streets.

But finally we arrived at our destination, at nick's family's flat in thun. Our heads finally found our beds as we all slept sweetly. To wake up to today, a beautiful crisp fall morning here in the land of the swiss. We started it out with breakfast, family style at home of course, and then walked our way downtown for a cup of local coffee. After a bit of wandering my 3 friends and I decided we would wander else where, so we hoped back in our scooby-doo type mobile and drove straight for those glorious alps.

A train ride and a gondola we finally made our way 1950 meters sky high to the top of niederhorn. Frolicking around the peak and looking over sheer drops we communed on that peak, sipping Swiss hot chocolate and a macchiato. What a glorious, breath-taking view those snow capped peaks were, but it wasn't just looking out, it was always looking down across the thunersee lake and the villages that have planted themselves there.

Well we eventually tore ourselves off the mountain to carry on our way. In which we traveled to a nearby town, interlaken. Where we wandered, bought swiss souvenirs and drank gluhwein (mulled wine) with other tourists from all over the world.

And now we head back to our current home to make cheesy raclette for dinner.