Hiking all of Interlaken

Hiking all of Interlaken

Well its official, after Interlaken I can throw my shoes away when I get home. After joking about walking in previous posts I can say with certainty that any REI store would be lucky to have me. Interlaken was all about hiking, and then some more hiking. It’s hard to do anything else when you’re surrounded on all sides by the Alps. We got to our hostel early in the afternoon and with the help of a friendly Swiss lady on a bike who unprovoked, stopped and asked us if we needed help finding something. The backpackers villa hostel was by far the best one we’ve stayed at so far, going so far as to even offer laundry services (which I took full advantage of.) The rooms were large, and the views from the back porch were amazing. Imagine staring at a seven thousand foot snowcapped mountain while you drink your coffee in the morning. After getting settled in we decided to set out on our first hike of the trip choosing to go right, in the direction of one of the two lakes that Interlaken is nestled between. Let’s just say I needed every last drop of my fresh Swiss water to make it up the trails. It’s been a while since I’ve been physically fit or even active, so this part of the trip was definitely a kick in the pants. Every step I took involved either a lunge, or an uneven slippery rock or branch. Needless to say I got my work out in, but the views that we saw made up for the Jillian Michaels...
Montezuma’s revenge in Lucerne

Montezuma’s revenge in Lucerne

One of the most important things to know about life is that it doesn’t always go as planned. My route to getting to Europe was very unconventional so I was surprised when the first 3 days of the trip went off without a hitch. I loved every minute of Rome and Venice, but there were storm clouds on the horizon that came in the form of nausea and sickness. We left Venice and drove to the Italian lake district to stay in our hotel overnight before leaving for Lucerne in the morning. Something I haven’t touched on so far in this blog is just how incredibly nice the hotel rooms were on the trip. We’re talking 4 and 5 star hotels which I will most likely never stay in again so I had to enjoy them while I could. What made them even better was the fact that I was by myself so I was in a room with two beds for ten days. Needless to say I switched back and forth from bed to bed. With that as the backdrop this is what my afternoon in the Italian Lakes consisted of, eating eating and eating. We got to our hotel at around 6 after driving for about 3 hours. This was probably the most enjoyable of all the bus rides for two simple reasons 1. the scenery which consisted of mountains on one side and lakes on the other and 2. all the streets were very narrow so it was fun to see some of the more dramatic women on the trip squirm. There were two ladies on...