After a lovely traditional Swiss brunch of bread, meats and cheeses, Jacqueline suggested a bike ride. Being Sunday, the shops are closed and we needed to purchase cheese for the fondue dinner we were planning. So a nice ride to buy the cheese sounded like a good idea to me. Just a few minutes into the ride, my legs (already sore from yesterday’s hike) were burning with a seemingly never-ending hill. We reached the top and cruised downhill a bit, passing horse farms, fruit trees, quaint houses, and plenty of green land. Then we pulled into the ‘store’ for cheese. Not a store. A vending machine. Just for fondue cheese!!!
We landed safely and I somehow got my shaky body out of the tiny plane and couldn’t stop laughing. What a completely random, fun, scary, incredible experience!