Swiss saying: God made the world in six days. On the seventh he made Switzerland. Now, I dont know whether that is really a Swiss saying or whether it is God speaking through Kurt Marti, born and brought up in this spectacularly scenic country, but that is what he told me today as we drove through the Swiss countryside, yet again feasting on the view of snow clad mountains. It was so bloody hot to start with, all I longed for was to sit in an airconditioned room drinking cold coffee or coke all day but Kurt and his friend Doris enthusiastically packed a hamper, sorted out the route by pouring over a map and around ten thirty I was more or less pushed into the car and off we went. Periodically I dozed off - which I frequently do, during any longish car journey - though once I heard Doris say, "Here we`re travelling through all this wonderful scenery and she`s sleeping through it." So I hurriedly shook myself awake and made some appreciative noises (actually it was pretty impressive) and we wound up and down the mountainous roads.
At some point we stopped for lunch and super efficient Doris brought out a blue rucksack from the car and began to unpack it.From it emerged hard boiled eggs painted bright orange, small brown bread rolls, sticks of beef jerky, a plastic containerful of fruit - apples and pears and kiwis and peaches. Cherry tomatoes, and to end with there were small bowls of caramel custard. HO!! Talk about a full belly.
More tomorrow about the trip to the peak we visited and the Indian contingent we met en route. Kurt made me pronounce the name a hundred times, making me promise I wouldn`t forget and now ... it is sitting far away on the self same mountain and refuses to come down into my head. OK i got it from Doris. It is called "Titlis".
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