Today, I’ll be traveling. Grindelwald to Interlaken to Bern to Zurich to Stottgard to Munich to Prague. I sure am glad that trains have so much more room than airplanes… This morning, I woke up at 6:05 with two other men in my room. I quickly changed, grabbed my stuff, left the key at the desk, and started my frantic climb to Grindelwald. I wanted to be there by 6:30, and I knew that I had taken 15 minutes on my timed run the day before with no pack. I made it, but I was breathing pretty hard as I boarded the train.
In Interlaken, I decided to spend my last Swiss coins buying pastries if I could. I bought a lemon-filled croissant and orange juice to eat there. That was tasty, but I still had 3.425 left (in Switzerland the smallest coins say 1/2, and I had five of them). I decided that I wanted a fresh bottle of water, but when the serving lady told me it was 4.20, I had to show her my coins and saw that I didn’t have enough. She laughed and said, “Don’t you know the small ones are half a Franc?” and took 4.20, leaving me with 1.70. “See,” she continued, “you’re not as poor as you thought!” Later, this meant that in Zurich I was able to buy a pretzel for 1.40 as another snack.
Other than that, it’s just been train to train so far. Right now, I have just entered Germany and am on my way to Stuttgard.
