And we called her the Irish Rover

Switzerland. Oh my god Switzerland. I have never been to any place that I like as much, with the possible (possible) exception of Hawaii. I took the train from Paris to Zurich two days ago, and met Phil there. We then took the train to Luzern where we checked into our hostel and left our bags. Then we took the bus to a cable car which ran up the alps. Yes, up the alps.

God damn. I... the beauty was indescribable. Completely indescribable. I cant even believe that I went there yet. If I had a way to post pictures (if I even had a way to connect my camera to the computer) I would. But... holy fuckshit. The alps are absolutely gorgeous. We got about 2/3 of the way up the mountain and started walking on this trail, which very quickly turned into a cow path. Teeming with cows. And it was beautiful. Nature tops anything... anything man-made. We can approach it, we can surpass it in our ingenuity, but not in sheer, raw beauty. The mountain towered over us as we hiked, and the Swiss countryside law sprawled below us. Civilization disappeared, and the sheer power of nature overwhelmed us. We spent a good amount of time walking, then stopping and exclaiming something to the extent of "Oh. My. God."

When I can finally post pictures... you'll understand. Until then... well, just believe.

Also, at the end of our hike, we encountered a herd of cows. We walked close to them and took pictures. I said something to the extent of "attack cow", and one of them started walking towards Phil. And wouldnt stop. It just kept approaching us. So we eventually left.

We went back to Luzern and wandered for a bit, then had a bottle of Italian wine Phil brought from Italy (of course) on the beach before going to bed.

And god damn... the next day... continued to be amazing and gorgeous and wonderful. I'll write more when I can. Now, its time to go to bed, for Blanche, Splinter and I leave for Ireland tomorrow afternoon.