Today we saw Dad's Number One Favorite Place in the World.
But first, we went to Brienz. We slept in a little bit, got a good hotel breakfast, then drove to the train station. The hotel owner gave us grew passes on all public transportation, so we took one to a town around the other side of the lake. Brienz.
It was just the kind of place we'd hoped to find--a quiet little hillside town with next to no tourists and lots to see. There was just one main street parallel to the waterfront, and it had coats of arms on flags hanging over it every few yards.
The main thing to see in Brienz was the great woodworking museum and shops. Dude, if you ever want cash, just learn how to carve things out of wood. Everything was
so expensive. Even the tiniest little unpainted trinkets were like $30. Polished and painted palm-sized music boxes were around $200 each. There was this one eagle statue the size of a real eagle priced at $54,000!
So yeah, we didn't buy anything in Brienz. But we had fun looking at it all. Then we went to nearly the end of the road to a cute little church on a hilltop, and we ate lunch overlooking the lake.
We decided we wanted to take a cruise boat back to Interlaken, and it was scheduled to leave at 12:40, so we started booking it back to the other end of Brienz to catch it. But there were
swans, and Ashley is as obsessed with swans as Ludwig was, so she had to stop and take a thousand photos. Then we later passed these cool fountains that you had to pump yourself, and then the pieces moved as the water pooled up, so we wasted a little time there. We had to jog the final stretch to the boat, but we made it there in time to buy tickets and board.
That boat ride back was
sooo nice. We were all so tucked out from our weeks of fun that a boat ride in the sun on a crystal blue lake in Switzerland was the perfect way to relax and unwind. It took over an hour to get back, and we just sat there watching little Swiss towns pass by and seagulls fly overhead. So soothing and picturesque and perfect.
That was our rest break for the day, and then we were dropped off back by the train station. We found the car, and then it was straight on to Grindelwald.
I now understand why it's Dad's all-time favorite place. It's such a charming little town surrounded by huge, beautiful grey mountains. Dad says it was four times more touristy than when he was here 20 years ago, but it still was magnificent. Look it up, because I'm seriously feeling so unoriginal with my adjectives, and my descriptions won't do it any justice. But basically if Dad could pick one place to retire, I think that would be it. It has everything he loves except easy access to Jackson.
We stayed there for several hours, shopping mostly. It was our last chance to get Switzerland souvenirs, so we took advantage of the
many tourist shops.
Since that was pretty much our last day and the sun was setting perfectly on the valley, Dad insisted on finding the perfect panorama view. It took us up tiny farm paths on steep hills, and at one point some farmers had to move a cow-blocking rope for us to drive past, but eventually we found the perfect place to look out at Grindelwald and eat dinner.
After Dad had his fill of the view, we drove back home to the hotel. We knew we needed to get up early for church the next day, but we stayed up to watch Netflix instead. It was nice to just relax and watch movies.