We are both a little sore from yesterday's hike, but we head downhill anyway. With the clouds wisping by, the tiny town of Zermatt a few thousand feet below, some local bread that we stole on our breakfast, we meander down dozens of switchbacks toward Füri a small village just above Zermatt.
About half way down, Deb starts favoring her right leg...then something went wrong in my left knee, and I could only walk with my knee locked. We start to think maybe we're just too old. Finally, back in Zermatt, we take in a late lunch...that's when we start to notice all the knee braces, ankle casts, crutches on people of all ages.
Dinner at Cafe Julen, lamb ragout and lamb sausage (a lamb restaurant..dah!)...a night cap at the bar and to bed.. we Leave for Milan, tomorrow.
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