The heavy rain started at 06:30, followed by thunderstorms, but to be fair it was forecast, so no surprises, just more disappointment. The weather during our stay here at Lauterbrunnen has been 'changeable' to say the least, but most annoyingly for much of the time it has been either too wet or too hot to enjoy the marvellous outdoor opportunities there are here.
Today was spent doing chores, getting the motorhome ready for the road again, particularly the housework aspect. Living in such a confined space means that tidiness and cleanliness are a high priority.
It's been pretty wet all day on and off, though during a dry spell we did go for a nice walk down the valley, rather sad really. We do so love this area, the Bernese Oberland. From Lauterbrunnen Valley we can reach all of the walks, mountain villages etc that we could want using a good pair of legs, cable cars or trains. But you do need good weather. We have clothing and kit onboard to cope with temperatures from freezing cold to very hot, even the waste water tank has a heating element in it to prevent it freezing up, but there's no substitute for a nice warm sunny day.
We have exchanged contact details with a very nice couple across from our pitch, Howard and Alayne. That's the nice thing about this lifestyle, you get to meet so many different people, from many nationalities, and it's all very nice and friendly, and occasionally you meet people you just click with, and that's even nicer.
We have no problems at all over on this side of the Channel, we love rubbing shoulders with the locals no matter where we are, and we're always met with courtesy and helpfulness. Unfortunately I don't have an ear for languages and I truly envy those who have, but I get by. I find a smile and a handshake a pretty international means of communication, and in making myself understood I am improving my charades skills.
So that's about it for Switzerland. Tomorrow we are going back in to France heading for Colmar, then Obernai, then in to Der Farderland to run along the Mosel Valley, before probably ending up back in Ypres, Belgium before heading home.
As for the EU referendum result, it was a surprise to me, I expected the percentage figures to be the other way round. As we now enter the negotiating stage we'll get to see the true colours of our European 'friends', especially Europe's Bully Boys and their French Poodle. The rest I expect will be intimidated enough to follow. It isn't people who screw the world up, it's politicians, and they pay themselves very well for doing so.
The Chef's offering this evening was slow cooked beef in a sauce with new potatoes and vegetables, washed down with liquid grapes to ensure I get at least one of my Five-a-Day.
Here's to the future, whatever it holds for us.
The alarm went off at 05:00 and we dragged ourselves out of bed and to the shower block trying our best not to make any noise. On most campsites we've locked the vehicle before both going off to the block, but here we've taken it in turns to go rather than lock up. This morning we both went off at the same time but leaving the vehicle unlocked based on the theory that nobody else would be mad enough to be up at that time of day, never mind those having criminal intent.
We packed our backpacks with bits and set off in good time for Lauterbrunnen railway station to catch the 07:07 train, the first of the day, up to Kleine Scheidegg before changing trains for Jungfraujoch at 11330ft. Needless to say we shared the train with half of China and Japan, the Yanks taking a rain cheque as it was just too early for them. They would never have had time to finish their maple syrup-drench waffles for breakfast before setting off.
The journey took about ninety minutes before arriving at the 'Top of Europe'. Now we had been up there twice before, and The Chef had been there thrice, so we knew what to expect, or so we thought.
Having left the train we searched for the way out on to the ice field, I guess that's what you call it. On each occasion we've loved to hike across it on the marked trail for a couple of miles and then return.
Today though - closed, closed because of the risk of an avalanche. Now the ice field doesn't exactly have sheer sides where I could appreciate the risk, but no, today it was closed. Well when I say closed, I mean closed to us tourist punters who have been conned in to paying full price for not very much, closed to half of Asia who came up with us on the trains, but not closed to a small group of climbers who were on our train. They were tooled up with helmets, ice picks, ropes, special boots etc. What they didn't have with them however, was the means to escape a multi-hundred-ton avalanche of ice and snow, which left me wondering what special skills did they posses to avoid being buried alive, and thus qualifying to be allowed out on to the ice field, whilst we were not. Fear not, it ain't done yet, and I will be taking the matter up on our return.
Basically we got up in the middle of the night to take a train ride which cost us £100 each to arrive at a high altitude restaurant which we could share with half of Asia, and managing to get out on to a small area of snow from which we could take photographs of the restaurant and ice field.
When we left that and went back indoors I asked a large group who were queuing for the lift because they were too lazy to walk down one flight of stairs "China?, Japan?" - "Korea" came the reply. Since they were not crying, clapping furiously, bowing, or eating grass and dog-turd sandwiches I assumed they were South Korean.
We made our way back down to Kleine Scheidegg station and there caught various trains for our round trip back to Lauterbrunnen, which I'd purchased as an extra yesterday. This allowed us to pass across the front of the north face of the Eiger in comfort. We were going to take a look around Grindelwald, our first change of train, but it was so hot we gave up on the idea, bought ourselves two Magnet ice creams for £5 and carried on with our return journey.
Back at the campsite I got busy with my hand washing before we cracked on with 'breaking camp' ready to get back on the road Sunday heading for France. This trip to Switzerland has been both very disappointing and expensive. I don't mind expensive too much provided we've really enjoyed ourselves, but we haven't, and I for one will be pleased to leave, and this time with no desire to return.