I love looking through old pictures, and my last trip to Switzerland will always be one of my favorites. We were staying in a small town called Wengen, “perfect” or “picturesque” doesn’t even begin to describe it. I know climbing the Männlichen doesn’t exactly make me a mountaineer, but we did it… and it was beautiful…
So many cows… and I had to visit with all of them…
The Eiger North Face… Aka what the North face traveling gear is named after…
Sigh… Is it time to go back yet?
I have been to Switzerland twice and of all of the places I have visited, I can easily say Switzerland is the most beautiful. It’s hard to compare different places, because each one has a different kind of beauty, but when I think back about my time there the first thing that comes to mind is how I spent every waking moment in this haze of wonder at my surroundings. Everything is so lush, green and alive! It’s really indescribable. Even the way they stack wood is a form of art.
I promise I have more to say about this exquisite country, but as I was scrolling through my pictures thinking of different things to post, I realized how many pictures I had of wood stacks and that even they had that pristine “Swissness” about them. I figured that was as good a place to start as any. A few posts with more substance will follow, I’m sure. 🙂
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