We ride three different trains up the slope
to Jungfraujoch. We pass a lot of ski slopes and it looks really fun.
Our lame excuse for not skiing in the Alps is that we don't have the
clothes for it, and it would be really expensive.
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The view is clear and lovely in the morning,
but as we approach the top, clouds roll in cover part of the view.
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I should be able to name these mountains, but
I didn't pay that much attention to all the placemats in restaurants and
maps in tourist booths, so I can't tell the Eiger from the Monch.
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At the top, we only have
about ten minutes of view before the clouds really cover everything up.
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We manage to sneak in a portrait with a
little blue sky in it on the top of the weather station. It isn't all
that cold out there, until you get into the wind.
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But who needs a view, when you can walk
through tunnels in a glacier.
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| This is so much like Crystal Caverns, you
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On the way down, we take the advice of the
train conductor and get off and walk for a few kilometers. Actually, for
the first several kilometers, we slide down the snowy trail, getting
snow into our impractical jogging shoes.
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| Closer to the valley floor, we have solid
ground to walk on and steep hillsides to admire. |
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The best scenery of all turns out to be on
the train station wall. Julie also refrains from making jokes about the
hills being alive.
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