Day 6 - Lauterbrunnen
20.07.2012 - 20.07.2012
Today we had an early start – mum and I were going to tackle the mountains. We were concerned that the thick cloud cover would block our view and considered going tomorrow, but a weather check confirmed that today was going to be the best of them.
Dad took us to the station and we took the 8.07 train to Kleine Scheidigg, submerged in misty clouds. We changed trains to the reach Jungfraujach at ten. Jungfraujach is the highest point in Europe that can be reached without climbing. It was absolutely amazing. Truly stunning. All the peaks were snow-capped and we saw the glacier.
At the top is a really sophisticate set up – a kind of museum about the mining of the tunnel, lots of restaurants and a bar and loads of viewpoints. It was just astounding – I couldn’t believe a place like that actually existed. Because of the cloud bank, we couldn’t see the valleys (which were far off anyway) so it felt like we were floating on top of the world.
There was a park area on the side of one of the mountains and I had a go at a giant zip wire and the ringos. The sky was blue and it was surprisingly warm. We needed sunglasses outside because of how bright the snow was, especially when coming out of the ice caves below. There were ice sculptures and the walls and floor were actually ice. It was seriously cool.
We came back down, changing again at Kleine Scheidigg and getting off at the town of Wengen to try and find some lunch. Back down for about three o’clock, then walked back to the site where we found the boys.
They’d rooted out an indoor tennis court the other side of Interlaken and they spent an hour there before exploring the supermarket and hitting the showers. The joy of playing on ‘the Fed’s’ home turf left them both exited and boasting about their backhands.
After mum had a nap and the rest of us read we went back to the restaurant at the campsite, really nice, and Tom and mum tried cheese fondue. Their technique was so bad the staff had to correct them twice. Dad and I had steaks and we’ll be going back to the tent as soon as I’ve finished this. We’re all shattered and I’m sure we’ll appreciate a good night’s sleep. Let’s just hope the forecasters are wrong and the rain won’t come tomorrow.