Easter is a four-day holiday weekend here in Germany, and we decided to travel for Easter this year. We rented a car and drove down to the Jungfrau valley in Switzerland. I had been there in 2002 when my parents came to visit while I was working in Germany for the summer, and had liked it so much I wanted to show it to Sasha.
We rented a car and drove down. We rented a small "vacation apartment" Which turned out to be a room with a refrigerator and hot plate and a bathroom in the basement/first floor of an old farmhouse. It wasn't quite what I expected, but was in a good location, and our host was very nice.
We drove down on Friday, and didn't have time to do much besides cook ourselves dinner. It was pretty cloudy, so while we could see some of the mountains, it wasn't particularly spectacular.
|This is what happens if you eat too many rosti!|
Sunday was Easter, and we decided to go to church in the town of Lauterbrunnen, since we wanted to hike into the mountains above Lauterbrunnen after the service. Yeah, the service was in Swiss German, and although my "high German" comprehension is pretty good, Swiss German is basically another language, and I could barely understand a word of the readings or sermon. But it sounds vaguely like I -should- be able to understand, so that was kind of frustrating. I guess I know how Sasha feels now since I drag him to all sorts of things in German, and especially at the beginning, he couldn't really understand most of what was being said. We did, however, get chocolate bunnies after church, and they were very tasty. To go for a hike, we decided to take a cable car up instead of hiking up from the valley floor, and it was bizarre to go from spring down on the valley floor to winter higher up; we were walking on a packed snow path, and it was actively snowing for much of our hike. We stopped for another Rösti lunch, but cooked dinner in our apartment to save a bit of money.
|Spring in the valley....|
|...winter up on the mountain!|
|And friendly sheep (unless I just smelled like food...)|
Monday morning was bright and sunny, so we changed our plans and instead of hitting the road right away, drove back up into the mountains. We took the train up to Kleine Scheidegg. Most of the other people were skiing, and after the fresh powder the day before and overnight, it was pretty appealing, but alas, no downhill skiing for us this trip... we contented ourselves with a bit of walking and a lot of picture taking, and I got a wood-fired pizza to eat on the train down, and it was delicious.
|Wow, those are pretty mountains!|
|Wood-fired pizza on the train ride down!|
The first bit of the drive was pretty, at least the bits of it that weren't in tunnels (although there are a LOT of tunnels in Switzerland). The first stop was Lucerne/Luzern. It looks like a pretty cute town, but we limited our stop time in order to keep from getting home too late. The most famous landmark in Lucerne is the "Kapellbrücke"; an "old" covered bridge with paintings in the rafters. I say "Old" because although the bridge was first build in the 17th century, it was seriously burned in a fire in the early 90s, and so is mostly a re-creation. It is funny, actually, because there are 2 old covered bridges, and we saw the 2nd and less famous one first, but didn't realize it wasn't the Kapellbrücke until we went a bit further in our quest to stretch the legs, and saw another, longer bridge. We also got some really delicious gelato before hitting the road again.
|Painting on the 2nd bridge|
Our next stop was a memorial/museum commemorating the Maginot Line, in France, in Marckolsheim. I'm going to talk about it more in another post, because this one is getting long.
After that, we just stopped one more time for dinner. Breaking up the drive made it much, much better. But, all-in-all, although the weather could have been kinder, we had a nice Easter weekend in Switzerland, and Sasha can add another country to his list.