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Sunday: Get up insanely early. Groan. Pack last things into backpacks, hike to near Swiss border, meeting fellow-hikers from the Deutsche-Alpenverein group we´re going on a hike with on the way. Get in vans, drive several hours to point slightly south of Liechtestain, in Kanton Graubünden (Possibly Switzerland´s most remote and B-F--k: some of the inhabitants still speak Rhaetian, a romance language left over from when the area was the main Roman route over the alps. But I digress). Reflect on the way on the similarity to New Hampshire, only with more castles and even more precipitous.
Hike up 8000 ft. mountain with indefatiguable German sexagenarians. Encounter cows. Enjoy incredible views. Get badly sunburned, due to failing to factor in the fact that
a) We would have 2000 fewer meters of atmosphere between you and the sun
b) for several hours around noon
c) on a sunny day two days after the solstice, and that
d) it is possible to get a sunburn on the tops of your calves and the back side of your elbow.
Go home, eat quesadillas in Irish bar while watching Germany demolish Sweden in the World Cup.
( Rest of the Week )
Hike up 8000 ft. mountain with indefatiguable German sexagenarians. Encounter cows. Enjoy incredible views. Get badly sunburned, due to failing to factor in the fact that
a) We would have 2000 fewer meters of atmosphere between you and the sun
b) for several hours around noon
c) on a sunny day two days after the solstice, and that
d) it is possible to get a sunburn on the tops of your calves and the back side of your elbow.
Go home, eat quesadillas in Irish bar while watching Germany demolish Sweden in the World Cup.
( Rest of the Week )
