After a wonderful night's sleep we had our lovely breakfast in the hostel, packed up our room and called the taxi. The cute little electric taxi took us down to the station and we were able to watch as the Glacier Express pulled in. Unfortunately we never did see the Matterhorn -'twas covered in clouds, even though it is a beautiful sunny day today. It will probably be visible later in the morning, but that's okay, this is about the journey, not the destination! ...

Oh we do love Switzerland! Everything here is so efficient and so well-organised! The trains, the trams, the buses..... It's all just beautiful. So this morning we took our time, had a leisurely breakfast in the cafe next door, trundled across the road (we do love these new spinner suitcases - they take all of the work out of lugging the suitcases - and we do love Swiss railways with their working escalators and elevators). We bid "au revoir" to Evian (as in the ...

So today we packed up our penthouse suite, as we have come to affectionately call our spartan hostel room (well gosh, we don't even get foot mats in the bathroom!). After a leisurely lie-in this morning - no timetables for today - and the lovely sleep with no noisy neighbours last night, we had brekky quite late and trundled over to catch the bus to the train station. It's very quiet today, with a religious public holiday happening. But not so quiet at the train...

Wow what a day! Mind you, it didn't start so well. The people in the room next to us were incredibly noisy last night, building pyramids with their furniture. Well, I don't know what they were doing but they were awfully noisy in the wee small hours with their furniture. It sounded like it was being thrown around the room. Then a couple of hours later I had several phone calls from a Vivian in Sydney, Australia who was quite apologetic when I explained to her (...

So - breakfast in the youth hostel ...... Took us back to when we first met in uni accommodation in 1975!!! Holding our trays, collecting our food and then eating in a full and bustling dining hall. But I don't think we're in an ordinary youth hostel - last night I met a man in the elevator - Freddie, from Namibia. He said he was here till Friday for the UN. I thought "yeah sure". But at brekky there were a few tables of very well dressed girls - professional sui...