Hello you animals. Absolutely devastated to announce that i am forced back to office 3 times once per week. On the bright side, it probably means quicker blog posts published by yours truly. Probably.
The freezing morning deserves a hot cup of tea, and that's where Vina's xmas gift of red christmas tea came in handy. However, it tasted like pepper water and was promptly left behind in the airbnb for other guests.
We begin with the breakfast of champions, prepared by the dicks in the house because men are simply better chefs.
Where else can you find french toast with such wok hei?
With a tummy full of sausages, we got decked out and went off on our first Swiss adventure.
There was a fair bit of travelling to do today so we started off early from Grindelwald train station.
A short train ride later, we arrived at Lauterbrunnen where we had a small window to explore the valley.
The only valley i’m interested in exploring is the one between your chest but this was pretty scenic apart from the blaring helicopter sounds.
Eh don't have third wheel chup in ruin your couple photo.
Look at the dumbasses who decided to take a group photo here when the spectacular views were waiting for us above the clouds.
Penis power! This kind of obiang pose dunno which 40+ year old suggest one.
We then took a little gondola up to Murren, a mountain village at the foot of Schilthorn peak.
Chua sai thought why suddenly got gravestone at our feet but it’s just a tribute to the first ever slalom ski race.
Breaking out the sunglasses before the sun and snow turns all of us into 萧煌奇.
Impressive hotel facing the fearsome Eiger mountain which has claimed more than 60 climbers’ lives.
Which is why we bought these extremely bright jackets to ease the recovery job of any search teams.
没有 tourists 真好.
Sick new band debuting soon.
One last gondola and we were finally at Schilthorn Piz Gloria. But first, lunch.
Piz Gloria is a revolving restaurant so you’ll get to enjoy the panoramic view while sitting in one spot.
There are 007 references everywhere as this location was made popular by the 1969 Bond film.
Sick views outside machiam CGI one.
Reagan shone so bright that Jl had to close her eyes.
Got a stroke after seeing the prices on the menu.
Fwah almost as tall as my dick. You can see the 3 famous peaks from the windy viewing platform outside but it's all mountain and snow to me.
On clear days such as this, you can also see Mont Blanc, although i’m not sure why you would want to come up here to see branded goods.
But it is super gusty and chilly up here so make sure you are wrapped in thick clothing to prevent rock hard nipples.
Jh carrying Th because her knees exploded after cycling up the Kembangan slope.
Almost 3,000 metres above sea level but look who's still in an underground relationship.
The wind so big James Bond confirm also cannot tahan.
The name is Bond, Late Bond.
Stunned to witness 3 maniacs jumping over the fence and commit suicide by skiing down the cliff. RIP what a way to depart this world.
After sufficient bond-ing, we took the gondola back down to Birg for a different spine tingling experience.
Birg Thrill Walk is a 200 meter walk along the vertical face of the mountain with a tightrope, glass floor and metal tunnel.
And this is the view straight down. My balls were so far up in my throat that i was beginning to feel a little gay.
These 2 got no lanpa so like no kick to them.
Wa my lanpa kiu until cannot kiu on the tightrope. 30+ years old do this kind of thing your brain will keep question why the fuck am i doing this.
Liar Hui 26 years old only already hum ji don't dare walk then still want gei siao got walk.
A commemorative group photo for a wonderful day amongst the mountains before heading back down the mountain.
The descent was largely uneventful as we caught up on some sleep on the trains, with these 2 ugly snowmen the only highlight.
3 gondolas, a bus and 2 train rides later, we warmed ourselves up with some hot chocolate before grocery shopping for our dinner.
Swiss Hai Di Lao got eat before? Buying hotpot ingredients was hell in a European supermarket. No thinly sliced meats, no fishballs, no enoki mushrooms. Even the luncheon meat there looked and tasted like pet food. The only traditional hotpot ingredients we were able to find were crabstick, dumplings and noodles.
But it was still a cosy dinner as we crowded around the stove, taking turns to su su su. The HDL soup satchels were on point and definitely hit the spot in yet another wintery night. More thrilling activities await on day 3 so get a good night's sleep and i will see you gais and gals tomorrow.
- End of Day 2 -
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