After somewhat of a sleepless night, thanks guys for the snoring!, M and I headed down to breakfast. Breakfast consisted for toast with jam, yogurt, granola, cheese, and meat cafeteria style. I tried the yogurt but really couldn't stomach the really sour taste. I don't know if it was the flavor I chose or what but I just couldn't eat it. I'm really not a yogurt person anyway but I've been taught to try things at least once and to eat when I can because I might not know when I'll be able to eat again (Doc McLaren's travel rule #1). I settled for some granola and milk, a tea, and a few slices of cheese. Many people were up getting ready to start their day in the little sleepy town of Zermatt.As we walked down the hill towards the station, we were able to see more of Zermatt than the night before. Morning construction trucks were putting their way up the hills. Since Zermatt doesn't allow automobiles, all vehicles in the area are small, electric cars/trucks. It was taking several trucks to bring building supplies to the construction site.
The cement truck was hilarious to see. A small blue truck with a small mixer in the back along with bags of cement. No fun for whoever had to add the water and start the mixing process.
Shortly after the convoy of trucks passed us we came upon a skier. Zermatt must be picturesque during the winter months when all the snow is covering the town. You would expect to see people decked out in their ski suits heading to the slopes. In August, it's not something you would expect to see. So seeing this guy wearing a ski suit and lugging his skis was kind of funny to see on the sunny, warm August day. There is still snow up on the mountains so I guess when in Rome...
While we continued our walk to the station, we came across the cemetery. This is a mountaineers cemetery. Many tombstones marked the lives of individuals who died on the mountain. I guess if you have a final resting place, the city of Zermatt isn't so bad.
All the chalets nestled at the base of the Swiss Alps makes Zermatt a beautify town to see. I would love to see it during the height of the winter covered in snow, but since I don't ski and really hate the snow and cold weather, I don't think that's going to happen.We hopped the train and headed slowly down the mountain on our way to Visp. Looking back at the Alps was a sight to bestow since the morning snow was shinning off the snow cap mountains.
From the station at Visp, we boarded another train to Interlaken. It is a really touristy place. This town is known for its extreme outdoor sport activities. We had reservations at Balmer's herberge hostel. It is considered the oldest, private hostel in Switzerland. It kind of has a reputation for being an "Animal House" establishment.
Since we arrived a little early in Interlaken we weren't able to check into our dorm room. This time we were able to get an all-girls dorm room that slept 6. Because we couldn't get into our rooms, we had to park our backpacks in storage area for the time being. We decided to hit the town and see what Interlaken had to offer, grab a bite to eat for lunch, and go from there.
Hahaha I NEED MORE COWBELL! I wish we'd had the energy to go up the Jungfrau. And postcards in Europe... so expensive!
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