Hello all! Thank you so much for all the emails. I always read them, but sometimes don't have time to answer. So forgive me. I know I don't have some people on the list who want emails and they can go to my blog site HTTP://blog.adventuregirl.world and sign up for them. I don't have to know them, and if I do know them, there is no slight. I used my old list and what is left of my brain! There are not many photos today because it was pouring rain and I had to protect my camera.
It began raining about 5 minutes after I left Obersteinberg. Lucky for me, Dreigberg found a cherry red plastic raincoat and gave it to me. It was like those you buy at the dollar store, but hey, to me, it was the finest raincoat in the world since I forgot my poncho. The first part of my journey was very steep downhill. I used both hiking sticks all the way down. I hardly ever use them unless conditions are somewhat hazardous. The trail had every slippery surface imaginable: loose rocks (like ballbearings), stick stones, wet leaves, and wet tree roots. I had two semi-falls: one, I just sat down on my fanny and the other, I did the splits. I had numerous small slides that I kept my balance thanks to the hiking poles.
I have seen a lot of these little black lizards, and they are not skittish at all.
After the two-hour downhill, the trail became steep up and for the next three hours - still slick. Whew, it was so hard and wore my legs out, especially my upper thighs. Finally, I arrived at Gimmelwald and trotted into this restaurant/bar.
All they had was a bar menu, and since I didn't want a hamburger, I ordered the Swiss Nachos. They were pretty good—not much different from ours.
I started to leave, but I was feeling chilled, so I went back in and ordered a hot chocolate. UMMM UMMM Good! I was still soaked to the skin, but I did feel warmer. After I left, it was raining harder - no thunder or lightning. I ran into this very nice Indian man and his family who now live in Saint Louis. He asked me why I didn't take the Tram. Tram? What Tram? I had another hour plus in the mud, so I quickly followed them, and sure enough - a tram. Whoo hoo!
I exited right out in Mürren.
I found my hotel pretty quick. I am surprised they let me in. I was soaking wet and my wet hair was plastered to my head. They were gracious and a very nice young man carried my suitcase up two flights stairs.
Look at this room. It is huge with a king-size bed, and the bathroom even has a tub. I soaked in that tub with smoking water for a long while, and it felt wonderful. And even better - I have two nights here. I have made two friends from Woodland Hills, a married couple named Nelson and Mailynn (or Maylynn?)
I had dinner with them and accidentally left my camera upstairs. Dinner was great. Nelson and I split a fondue, which is only available for two people, and Mailynn did not want fondue. The fondue came with lots of vegetables and cubes of bread. I had never had pickles with fondue before, and that turned out to be my favorite. There was something so tasty about that sour combined with the rich cheese. It was delicious and the perfect ending to an arduous day. Oh, I did have one scoop of mango basil ice cream. It was a fascinating combination. Marilynn got the same thing, and we agreed it was the perfect dessert.
So another day and a few more miles.
Kisses to you all!
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