We popped into the Caprice last night to say hello. Andy has brewed some more beer – very nice it is too. Here we are with Mimi.
The little black box that delivers our broadband has given up the ghost, so today we were off to Interlaken to get a replacement. There’s a ferris wheel on the Hohematt.
It was really hot in Interlaken. Too hot in fact – we had a big thunderstorm this evening.
It’s Monday, so I’m off for a run. The valley looks inviting.
An enjoyable run, despite the heat. On a day like this even Lauterbrunnen manages to look nice – here’s the view from my bench as I wait for the train.
Back in April we bought our summer passes, which give us use of all the trains, cable cars etc until the ski season begins next winter. However, owing to the Covid crisis, the Jungfraubahn have introduced a new offer – the Corona pass. This covers everything that our summer passes do, plus unlimited trips to the Jungfraujoch. Better still, the Corona pass is much cheaper, so we pop into the station and swap our summer passes, and get a substantial refund into the bargain. Excellent, that’s going to pay for a few beers. Sina’s pub looks good in the afternoon sunshine.
We were up early yesterday for our flight from Manchester to Zurich. We weren’t sure whether we’d get fed on the plane, so we tucked into a bacon and sausage roll while we waited for the gate to be called. We needn’t have worried, as we were served with a lovely cooked breakfast shortly after take off.
Just the three of us on the bus to the terminal at Zurich.
And just the two of us in our carriage on the train.
We went out for a few drinks when we arrived, and had a bite to eat in the Crystal with Emily. Ali popped round after she finished work, but after a 4.30am start it was never going to be a late night.
Wengen is looking lovelier than ever. We had a nice walk this afternoon.
It’s time for a run. I go through the usual ritual – watch, phone, sunglasses, running pack, and of course my Swiss Patriot wristband.
The routine is familiar, but of course my surroundings are anything but. Can you spot the difference between these photos?
At the top you see the A464 which links Shifnal to Wolverhampton. Beneath it is my usual running heaven, the Lauterbrunnen valley. No prizes for guessing where I’d rather be, but at least the Wolverhampton Road is quiet this morning. A nice run in the sunshine.
This morning I need to go shopping. The big question is, after 178 days lying idle, will the car start? To my amazement, it did! Alastair’s gadget pumps up the tyres.
The queue to get into Tesco was at least 100 metres long, so I shopped at our local Co-op. Everything in our flat seems to be working OK, which is a bonus.
We left Wengen this morning. I desperately didn’t want to go, and coffee, hugs and waves with Ali and Emily only made me feel more sorrowful. 💕💕😢 To be honest, it’s always a bit like like this when we leave, but after almost six months in Wengen, and such a strange season when we’ve had to support each other much more than usual, it’s tough to let go. I know it’s a cliché, but for me, it was emotional.
Sitting in seat 27E waiting to go. Airport deserted.
Not many flights this afternoon.
Next stop, London Heathrow.
James and Julie invited us down for a barbecue last night. Before we ate though, we had a couple of games of kubb on the lawn.
Their house is about 100 metres below ours, and they have an uninterrupted view of the valley. The waterfall is floodlit in the evening.
It got a bit chilly after dark. Warm blankets kept the cold out.
Today has been spent closing the house down and packing. We have a flight back to Heathrow booked for tomorrow afternoon, and while it might still be cancelled, we’ve decided to go to the airport anyway and see what we can do. Ali is cooking tonight.
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