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Misty Wengen

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Aug 7th 2022, Sunday
Woke up early, got ready and left to explore the mountains on my own. 
The view from the room...
It was good trekking in the misty mountains alone. 
A path through the woods...
Our hotel (with the red umbrella) from the hills above...
Rolling hills and chalets...
Empty roads...
Followed the sound of their bells..
Here they are on a glorious misty morning...
The landscape...
Another trail...
Worth waking up early... 
Not a soul around...
Pretty everywhere you look...
The roads and me...
Misty mountains...
A bench to sit and ponder...
About the magnificence of life.
The hills are alive and calling your name...
Picturesque...
Red beads on a tree...
Magical beads...
Inviting landscapes...
Another path...
Time to go back to the room...
Got back, dressed and went to church.... this is the view from the room.
A beautiful house on the way to church...
A flowering cart...
Sunday church bells (my phone starts ringing in the middle)...
Me outside the church...
 It was a German mass and there were only twenty people. 
These pictures in the song book were captivating...
Credited to Marc Chagall, so looked him up on Google and he is quite a famous artist. 
Beautiful music in church...
Inside church number 26 in Wengen
Went back to the room and saw this huge fluffy dog on the way. I know s/he doesn't look quite huge here.
Now with another human nearby, you can see that the dog is quite huge and adorable...
Saying goodbye to the place...
The pretty house with flowers...
Mom sitting in a bench outside the pretty house...
Pretty roads...
I wanted a meditative pose that I usually take, but my brother wasn't in the mood... he clicked this blurry picture.
The watering trough on the way...
Cute window display...
Reached the hotel and checked out, they charged 15chf for transportation which was crazy. Anyway, went just in time to catch the train to Lauterbrunnen. Apparently, there is no senior pass, but we took senior pass for mom and dad, the TT said its okay for now but to be careful next time.
 Got into the car and drove to Thun, stopped at an Indian restaurant Turban for lunch...
 Walked to see the Thun catholic church (church 27) and then drove back home. 
Stopped on the way for coffee and reached Geneva around 5pm. I had this cold coffee smoothie, which was excellent. It keeps churning away on the counter and it's like a light fluffy ice cream. This was a good trip. Now just so sleepy... 
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