Monday afternoon we arrived in Switzerland!
Never have I dreamed that I would go to this beautiful country.
Seriously, it is BEAUTIFUL.
As soon as we crossed the border from Germany and rode through the countryside, my eyes couldn’t believe how majestic it was. The greenery, wide open hills, and the Alps, I mean, there are no words.
But first, let’s take a step back. . .
Monday was a world-wind day full of traveling once again. Once we were home from Brussels on Sunday night we unpacked, repacked, and hit the hay.
Well most of the household did anyway. I for some extremely weird reason could not sleep and ended up getting only 2 hours. After a 4am night the night before, it really doesn’t make any sense to me.
We were at the train station bright and early at 6:30am. Mom was freezing sitting and waiting for the train in the 40 degree weather, it warms up to the 80’s so she had shorts on, and finally 50 minutes later it came and we were off.
Unfortunately, we ended up missing some connections on our train route and had to find some other ways around, but at 11:30am we stepped off in Murg, Germany.
Murg is where my mother’s great grandmother grew up. Her last name was Schmidle and after some research by my mothers cousins we have found that it is also the last name of the current mayor of the town of Murg. Pretty cool, eh?
We stopped only for an hour or so to walk around, take some pictures, and get a bite to eat. I’m pretty sure the locals of this tiny itty bitty town thought that we were nuts. Two woman walking around and up and down the streets with their backpacks on. But it was a neat experience to feel a tie to a place you never dreamed of being in.
Once we left Murg, we made our way to Switzerland.
This was my view after our day in the town of Luzern where I typed up this post on the balcony of our room.
Not too shabby I would say.
The Alps are absolutely breathtaking. Being at Lake Luzern you are surrounded by them on every side. I can’t believe we were actually there, in Switzerland, looking at these wonderful views.
We are took it easy in this city. Not going as hard or as fast as we currently have been everywhere else. We checked in at the hotel, dropped our bags, then walked the town to see what there was to see. You just gasp at every view you have. You can’t even help it, it’s so beautiful.
We shopped around, Swiss watches are EVERYWHERE along with Swiss Army knives, saw the lion statue that seems to be on everything they sell here (that or a cow, which we are hoping means they actually sell and eat beef unlike every other European country) and wandered the streets. Then we found a delicious Italian place to eat dinner at near the river.
I know what you are thinking. These girls are in Switzerland and they are eating Italian? I know, I know. . . But it looked and smelled REALLY good as we walked by and we just couldn’t help ourselves. We figured with us being so close to Italy it couldn’t be too bad. And we have seen and heard a ton of Italians around us, so we thought that was a good sign.
Lucky for us, it was! The food was so delicious! We just kept on eating it, without even meaning to. I don’t know if it was really authentic or what but it was different that what we have every had back in the States. It makes me excited for one day going to Italy and tasting it all for real!
After our scrumptious Italian meal, we walked around the city to digest and decided to grab a swiss chocolate bar to put it to the true test of Beligan vs. Swiss, which chocolate is better?
The consensus: While the Swiss dark chocolate bar was unlike any other dark chocolate bar that I have had. It was actually creamy and milky like milk chocolate, except dark. It could not live up to the Belgian chocolate that we ate all weekend long. Sorry Switzerland, step up your game.
Just kidding, If I hadn’t just stuffed my face with Belgian chocolate all weekend, I would think it was the best thing I have ever tasted. No judgements people, pick your favorite.
We grabbed some wine, and sat out on our balcony watching the sun go down. What a relaxing, and gorgeous day. I am so glad that my mom and I get to experience this. It is a true blessing and I am so grateful for every moment of this trip with her and for every opportunity and experience we have been given. We are extremely blessed!