We left France on a wine/volleyball/new friendship high. We were also insanely excited to go to Switzerland. And then everything was the worst for 13 hours.
Our ticket masta for the train booked half of our train tickets (it takes 3 to get to Swissland from Fwance) for two days before we were going to travel. Obvi, the train we were supposed to take was completely booked. Instead, we had to take five trains and two busses with a two hour lay over in Geneva. Travelling that was supposed to take 6 hours took 13. GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD.
In reality, that's not so bad. But then, as we were trying to communicate in German or French (I still have no idea) with people to figure out where our next train was, some awesome human zipped open my backpack and stole my wallet. Passport, both my cards, and some serious cash included. As my mom is probably yelling at the screen while she reads this, I should have split up the important stuff. But in my frazzled state, I just wanted to make sure I didn't leave anything on one of the modes of transportation we were taking.
We arrived in Interlaken, and made it in time before the reception closed at Balmers. Hilariously, they lost our reservation. We finally got a room, but not before word spread that the girl in the technicolor hoodie lost her passport. People for some reason find the need to tell you who you are too. Yes, I know I lost my passport. STEP TO ME OR STEP AWAY.
Such is life.
We woke up the next day with intense determination to fix everything. So we DID.
First step: fix room. They upgraded us to essentially a hotel room for free. Damn.
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| Figure 7.1 - Look at those floors. So shiny. |
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| Figure 7.2 - Like a boss. |
Next: find great wizard.
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| Figure 7.3 - Only 70km to the left. Why did Voldy have so much trouble??? |
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| Figure 7.4 - Cheers, Andrew and Sliv. |
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| Figure 7.5 - This is the view? 4 real??? I want to live to there. |
Boom. Look out for full length Switzerland post soon. Spoiler alert: we did some flyings.
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