Its funny how we went from exotic island hopping to winter wonderland.
We stayed in Zurich Switzerland for two nights and realized we couldn’t afford to stay there any longer. We went into a Starbucks (only because they had wireless internet!) and my mocha was around eight Swiss franks, which is six fifty in the US. We found a cottage/chalet/cabin/thing online and booked it for a week. We only had written directions on how to get there and retrieve the key. We took a small train through the mountains to a tiny random village. Once in the village we were to ride a cable car up to another village where we didn’t really know what to do after. There was nobody inside or around the cable car and after staring at it for a while a voice came out of nowhere and screamed something in German. I tried to reason with it but all I could make out was, “cabin!! cabin!!” I was like, “yes we have a cabin!!” Then Dawson told me he was probably trying to tell us to get into the cabin. OH. So we got in and shut the thing and it started moving. After a very sketchy ride up the mountain, some cranky guy took some money from us and there was a woman waiting there to take us to our place. Was she waiting there all day? Our place ended up being a basement of a house that was built in 1776. The owners lived above, the mystery women and some mountain man with a beard that reminded me of frayed Velcro.
Once settled it occurred to me that we were literally in nowhere land. No contact to the outside world. We played a lot of cards. We found a sled that seemed to be a community sled. It was a piece of wood somehow nailed to a single snow ski. After shreddin the slopes with that thing we took it back to our basement for the night with a plan to use it first thing in the morning. Not a good idea. Do not take a random sled you find in the Alps. You will get yelled at by the cranky guy and have no clue as to what he is saying.
We did enjoy our time in nowhere land. Velcro beard knocked on our door the last day and screamed, “Santy Clause is hew!!” and he was baring gifts. Goody bags with fruit and chocolate! He was truly our hero, if only he knew we had been living off rice the last three days.
Now we are in Munich Germany and back on the Euro. We are days away from coming home. This may be the last blogy blog, although Dawson keeps saying hes going to write one so we will see. K well thank you for following along and we are excited to see everyone!! LEAVE COMMENTS
