Alpine Retreat, Sunday

Of course, yes, the sun is beating down on the peaks.  From our narrow balcony there’s Eiger!  Mönch!   Jungfrau!  The village isn’t stirring, many homes are shuttered, and the few shops and cafes are closed.  At 8 A.M. the bakery will open and then it’s full grain bread, I hope, and rolls for the hike up the Schilthorn.

Last night, after wandering in the hills from 11 A.M. until 5:30 P.M., we first had beers at our table on the terrace of Hotel Alpina, and then made our way home for a dinner of penne in fresh tomato sauce followed by pan seared steaks and dried porcini along with braised fennel and beans.

Fitful sleep: hardly even dreams, just the noise of temporality.

Which makes the mountains more important.

 

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