Grindelwald, day two
Recap: we spent the weekend in and around Grindelwald, a small town in the area of the Swiss Alps know as the Bernese Oberland. Saturday we hiked, watched the Eiger crumble, and got attacked by goats.
Sunday we woke up to drizzle and some slowly-moving clouds. Determined to enjoy ourselves anyway, we hopped on the Firstbahn, a glorified ski lift which took us up past Bort and Schreckfeld to First (at 2,168 m). About halfway through the half-hour ride we went straight into a cloud, never to emerge again.
Once at the top, we admired what should have been the view and then set up camp in the restaurant. We bought a 9-franc deck of cards in the gift shop that helped us pass the time until the clouds finally dispersed. After oooohing and aaaaahing over the view, we made friends with some cows and hiked down to Bort and then took the lift back to Grindelwald.
With weekends like this, I’m beginning to think I will never get tired of Switzerland. More pictures here.
