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Not every day goes perfectly! I wake up to three e-mails from OBB (Austrian Railroad). The first - your train will leave 3 minutes late; the second, 7 minutes; the third, 10 minutes. By the time we get to the station, 17 minutes. When all was said and done, we got to Zurich about an hour late. When I booked the trip, I had left about an hour in Zurich to eat lunch. Our next train to Interlaken got cancelled and replaced by a train to Bern with a transfer to Interlaken. It all sorta pushed my angst meter a bit.
Interlaken is one of those towns with only a few local residents, but thousands of guests in huge hotels. I searched google for a restaurant, and by blind luck, found an awesome restaurant with only four tables. As usual, Deb said, make sure to take a picture of our dinner before we start eating it. As usual, we didn’t.
Getting tickets to the Jungfrau is about as complicated as picking a college. What time do you want to leave, what do you want to eat, how long do you want to stay, which route do you want to take?
After all your choices, there is the little spinny wheel and your price appears. We have made our choices and there is no turning back!
Tomorrow, as Deb says, is our last day of German!
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