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Interlaken

Sunday we got a late start, but Ronny was nice enough to drive us to Interlaken. The weather cleared up in the afternoon and we had a great time walking around and window shopping. The hostel, as I said, was an American meat market, where a couple of pretty talented musicians (an Australian guitarist/vocalist and a Canadian bassist) tried and mostly failed to compete for volume with a football team from Ohio. When we woke up, a mix of rain and snow had put the kibosh on everyone’s adventure sports plans, so we got the hell out before the partying could start again. With all the trains into the mountains snowed out, all we could do was catch the next train out, and now we’re passing through Bern (the river clear no more) en route to Basel.

Sean Farks Yuri

Sean Farks Yuri

 
Interlaken before...

Interlaken before...

 
...and after

...and after

 
Brian Schmidt WTF?!

Brian Schmidt WTF?!

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