Wednesday we resolved to do nothing, and then to rest. We accomplished this by walking into Grindelwald, a quarter of a mile perhaps, doing some grocery and window shopping, and then returning to the campground for a warm afternoon of reading, resting, and internetting under our awning. For dinner we enjoyed a salad and cheese fondue. Gruyere and Emmentaler, bought in the right places, and Kirsch, etc. Probably not many others were doing fondue this evening--we usually do it for Xmas--but we have our customs and traditions to uphold: when in the Berner Oberland, eat cheese fondue, no matter if it's 93 degrees outside. The chocolate course, with Caillier's, bananas and strawberries, is later this evening.
Oh, and Happy Bastille Day, y'all!
In Grindelwald, the Eiger on the right
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The Finsteraarhorn, I think, is the one of the right; maybe
the left...
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A 1930s tri-motor flies over the Eiger summit
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Main street, Grindelwald
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One of the world's more scenic putt-putt courses
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They do parasailing here too, though not as profigately as
in Chamonix
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Evidently Victorinox makes Swiss Army parasails; also
peels potatoes and adjusts valves on Porsches; and
downloads 8G for presentations
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Making hay, the old-fashioned way; you have to admire
their work ethic...
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Vicki's new camper-sized fondue pot for two
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