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Reaching Wengen...

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Aug 6th, Saturday
Woke up, did yoga in the chalet we were staying at with
stunning views outside the window.
The chalet windows and the cute decor...
Me and Nam...
Ate complimentary breakfast which was pretty good. 
This is what I usually have, yogurt with muesli and fruits... there was a lot of cheese, breads and cold cuts.
The dining area...
Then walked around this little village...
 just taking pictures
My sister in red...
Mom...
The church...
Saw this pretty postcard in a shop... and immediately searched for the artist on Instagram. Love her pictures about two old grannies enjoying life... 
A little stream...
Houses and mountains...
A cute chalet...
My sister adds a nice pop of colour to this picture...
The ice cold clear water flowing everywhere...
Overflowing with beauty...
Nestled in green
Cute window boxes...
Bales of hay rolled up...
Wheel with flowers...
Sat near a lake for a while...
Lovely place to read a book...
Picturesque village...
The bench among the trees...
Ducks in a lake...
Another great place to take in the views of this sleepy mountain town...
Walked back the room to pack up...
Me with the church background...
Wild flowers everywhere...
Vinod and mom walking back to the room...
My sister and dad walking ahead...
Checked out at 12pm, then drove to another beautiful spot an hour away. Stopped for coffee on the way. 
The drive...
The place was really crowded and it was hot...
Saw this protestant church there...
The church in Lauterbrunnen... 
We picked this place because of the falls, but the falls was just a trickle... you can see it here. Just a little water flowing from the top... that whitish lines flowing down the mountain. Needless to say this was a disappointment, I was telling the others how they would be blown away by the views. That was what I read online too... but reality was different.
We ate lunch at a nice place, Weidstübli, the lady Yonne was so patient and kind. 
My brother or mom had this...
I think my dad had just the cucumber raita...
This looks like my sister's plate... raclette cheese with potatoes, pickled gherkins and pearl onions.
This was some soup of the day... which I had.
Then walked back to the car and drove to the parkin lot, parked the car and rushed to take the 4pm train to Wengen, made it just in time. And got off at Wengen in ten minutes. There was a car waiting to pick us up...
Mom and dad's room...
Nam and I stayed here...
 I took a shower and went out walking alone to find the church (for the Sunday mass tomorrow) and town.
I loved exploring alone
Seeing cute sights...
Located the church for tomorrow's morning service...
Inside the small Catholic church in Wengen...

Mother Mary corner...
Holy water dispenser...
Exploring small paths...
Mountains are scared... you just feel their energy in your bones.
Saw the protestant church on the way...
The protestant church...
 Then got back, and again we left at 8pm searching for a place to eat...
It was wonderfully cold and misty...
Mom in a chess field...
We ate here...
Found a nice place 
with live music
My sister ate some pasta...
Looks like my brother had Lasagne...
I ate a pizza...
Nice candle lights at our table...
This was tiramisu...
The pretty restaurant...
 We walked back in the cold night air... It felt good, magical.
Reached our hotel, this is the front desk...
 Now so tired, walked a lot today... 
The next day we explored Wengen and then went back home to Geneva... stay tuned.

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