It is not the best plan, emotionally, to root for the underdog, but who can help it? I can’t. So Argentina beat Switzerland in overtime and now, no pun intended, I’m blue. It was the same the other night when the last team from Africa in the Cup fell.
And soon? Soon the US will fall to Belgium. Mark my words.
Meanwhile I’m here to tell you that on the bluest day yet in these Glarus alps, it was a repeat, for the most part, of a long walk to a remote alpine lake, preceded by a hiker’s breakfast of bacon and eggs, and punctuated by a lunch of dried sausage, bread, and water, and followed by a good Graubunden Pinot Noir served with grilled kalbswurst, red cabbage, salad, and oven roasted baby potatoes.
Did I mention the Eichenberger truffles?