In July we joined Big Art (Arthur's Father), and Marji (Arthur's wicked stepmother) for a delightful trip to Switzerland with all of their children, spouses, and grandchildren. We based ourselves in Meiringen, a delightful village south of Luzern. Over the next days and weeks I will share my journal, photographs, and other goodies from our trip.
We sleep in late, about 9:00, since there is no real schedule for the day. We both check into the internet café and then walk about town making last minute purchases. Arthur buys a bowl from the potter whose work we've seen all week long in a store window. She is wonderfully charming and chatty; we enjoy talking with her. We go back to Ballenberg to purchase some chocolate. I've already purchased some for staff, but do want to get some of the bars with chili, and others with fleur de sel. While we're there we have lunch as well.
Then it's back to Meiringen. On the way back we check out a church, Neue Apostolischenkirche, who also have a congregation in Brienz. It wasn't open, so we don't learn much.
Arthur goes to get a haircut, and I go purchase some reading glasses that I liked. I walk around a bit and spend a little time in the church; its calming and I have my usual pre-travel jitters. Then I go home and begin to pack. Arthur meets me there, and soon Art and Marji drop by and we agree to meet at 7:00 for dinner. (We thought that they had left already for Germany). Arthur walks over to Tim's and Dan and Patty's and leaves a note about meeting up for dinner that evening. We then go for a final ice cream at the hotel. Something's off today with bad service, and forgetfulness. None-the-less, I say good bye to the waitress who has served us often and well. We go home to finish packing, and Patty drops by and tells us that we're all meeting at 7:30. The Leutholds drop by to say goodbye. They have no one using the apartment for the next week, and would we like to stay on. What a temptation!
Dinner is at Hasli Lodge. Alpbach is too expensive, and Adler is too full. It's nice to have the whole group together, although Robert and Carolyn left earlier in the day. Arthur is having fun going around the table and helping people with the German in their menus. I'm very proud of him, ganz gut! Then I see it on the menu, Pferd, horse. Sawyer had ordered it earlier in the vacation, so I need to take the leap. I order 200g of Pferd; not Flicka, Pferd. I really like it. It seems milder and more subtle than beef. We all have ice cream for dessert, and then there are good byes at our house. There's a very warm feeling all around.
We write and read a bit, and then off to bed.