This weekend was a long, bank holiday weekend in Ireland, so Reuben and I took advantage and went to Switzerland. We mainly selected Switzerland because Ryan Air had really cheap rates to Basel....
Switzerland is truly storybook material. The air smells like cows (in a good, wholesome way, not a rank manure way), the lakes are turquoise, and the hillsides are dotted with perfect little cottages. The livestock wear little bells, so there is a constant windchime noise on the breeze. Cheese fondue flows freely. And the trains are always ON TIME. (Note that my Dublin lads think on time trains are BORING.)
We spent the first couple of days hiking in the Alps and touring the Bernese Oberland region (the Eiger). Our last day we loafed around Basel, which looks to me like an outstanding place to live... there was a laid back-soak in the sunshine-have a beer over a game of bocce ball on the public lawn after work kind of vibe. Click here for photos of our Switzerland adventures.
Switzerland is truly storybook material. The air smells like cows (in a good, wholesome way, not a rank manure way), the lakes are turquoise, and the hillsides are dotted with perfect little cottages. The livestock wear little bells, so there is a constant windchime noise on the breeze. Cheese fondue flows freely. And the trains are always ON TIME. (Note that my Dublin lads think on time trains are BORING.)
We spent the first couple of days hiking in the Alps and touring the Bernese Oberland region (the Eiger). Our last day we loafed around Basel, which looks to me like an outstanding place to live... there was a laid back-soak in the sunshine-have a beer over a game of bocce ball on the public lawn after work kind of vibe. Click here for photos of our Switzerland adventures.
Possum Junction strikes again in the Alps
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