We're back. :)
Zermatt's super tourist-y. Everyone speaks English. There is ice cream everywhere. And the Matterhorn. . . Ohh, the Matterhorn. It's one of those things you see in so many pictures and movies that once you're there in real life it's almost a cliché. Like Mount Rushmore or The White House. You're just like, "Wow, that's fake and CHEEZEH."
Except... it's not.
But anyway. We had fun. The only not-fun thing was that I told myself I would polish ALL OF BOOK 2 that week, and then we went traipsing up mountains, and into valleys, and over great gulches, and I finished Splendors and Glooms and loved it unto death, and I ended up doing very little polishing at all.
So that's what I'm frantically catching up on now. And that's why the rest of this post is just bunches of pictures I snitched from my Mom's camera. Like, bunches. Like, you'll probably have to scroll for the rest of forever.
|Moaaaaahr train riding.|
|We are arrived!|
|Zermatt has no cars. It has only these tiny electric munchkin trucks so that the view of the Matterhorn is not clouded.|
|The view of the Matterhorn. From our balcony. At sunset. *flourish*|
|A bunch of goats being randomly herded down main street, I suspect to amuse the tourists.|
|...and a CLOCK. I like this clock. Do you like this clock? It's a steampunk clock, definitely.|
|Going up in a little pod to the highest cable-car station in Europe.|
|12,000 ft. above sea level...|
|...in tennis shoes.|
|Skiers looking off the edge of the world.|
|Left to right is: Jolly Good Friend from Oregon, Little brother (who would like you to know that he was rather blinded by the sun in this picture), me, and the Matterhorn's BACK.|
|A St. Bernard doggeh with the classic barrel of brandy around his neck in case you are in danger of freezing.|
|One of the huge glaciers below the Matterhorn.|
|Peaking over the edge.|
|Hard to see, but one could go down an elevator several hundred feet into a glacier and walk around in TUNNELS, one could.|
|A chandelier out of ice.|
|A wagon and houses out of ice.|
|Goat-like creatures out of ice.|
|An alphorn concert in the town square. They sounded very modern and atonal, and I don't think they wanted to. I thought it was cool, though.|