You’d never know it from looking out at the mountains from the balcony that the world carries on as usual. The appeal of the glacial formations is obvious, and if I didn’t know better I’d say that time has a different relationship to us here.
On Monday we went to Bern for the day to send one of us on his way, and there we cherry-picked the best the city has to offer. It’s a place I know intimately for a variety of reasons reaching back decades. So a stroll through the old city, down to the river, lunch at a lovely and local spot, a swim in the Aare (for some who braved the cold), and a run through Globus for supplies for dinners here.
Yesterday we reached the top of Jungfraujoch and though the train was jammed and the site brimming with visitors, what we saw overwhelmed cognition and emotion: Vast glacial fields and mountain peaks.
Then a walk from the last stop below Eiger down to Wengen, and then beers in a cafe in Muerren, and later still lake fish and good Humagne Rouge.