After an eight hour bus ride, I made it to Interlaken early Friday morning. Interlaken is surrounded by the snow-capped alps, has a crystal clear lake surrounding it, and all of the houses seem almost not real. Friday morning we woke up and ate breakfast at the hostel, which consisted of a slice of bread and jelly. All of the owners of the hostel were Australian and we all quickly noticed the 185 lb Saint Bernard lounging around in the lobby (later we found out it was a girl dog named ‘Spliff’). The lobby played reggae music and it became apparent that anyone who lived in this city was an adrenaline junkie. That morning you were able to sign up for a bunch of activities (paragliding, bungee jumping, canyon jumping, ziplining, skiing, skydiving, etc.) and my friends and I were set on skiing the Alps. After talking with one of the workers we found a company that would drive you to and from the mountain, provide rentals, and any other equipment we needed. Considering these factors the fairly steep price was well worth it.
After booking the trip and getting our Equipment for Saturday, we decided to hike up one of the surrounding mountains with a look-out point at the top. The hike was fairly difficult and we ended up being lazy and turning back close to the peak. On the mountain we saw a group of children and their teacher singing and dancing, which really showed us how relaxed life is out in Switzerland. After hiking back down, we did what every other American guy here would do and hit up the Hooters (shockingly they had one in the town). I got buffalo wings and a caesar salad (which are non-existant in Italy) which was a nice change of pace from the pasta in Italy. That night we ended up going to bed early because we had to wake up for skiing at 6:30.
Saturday morning we were stoked to finally ski the alps at Saas Fee. We got on the bus and were surprised when about halfway to the mountain, our bus was driven onto a train and driven into the Swiss mountains. It was such a different form of transportation then any of us were used to, but it was really cool. Once we got on the Alps, we took two gondolas up the mountain and then a train that went through the mountain and took you to the top. When we stepped out of the train it was a lot harder to breathe (11,000 feet at the top), but it didn’t bother me much. The snow was very good for how early it was and I still can’t describe what it was like to ski above the clouds. Even today it feels like this whole day was just a dream. The guy who I rented my skis from told me I would’ve been fine without goggles, so I wore aviators, which I realized early on was a mistake. Surprisingly, the top was the clearest part of the mountain so it was only difficult when we ventured back down at the end of the day. Skiing through the clouds was very interesting and kinda scary because you can’t see five feet in front of you and don’t know if there’s going to be a cliff right in front of you. I would consider Interlaken one of my favorite (if not best) trip abroad, primarily because of the skiing and overall scenery of Switzerland. That night we ended up discovering that our hostel had a lively Swiss club in the basement (with no Americans) which definitely ended up making up for staying in the previous night.
The last day, one of my friends went Canyon Jumping (350 ft. free fall into a canyon attached to a rope) so I went to the Christmas markets in the city center. The stands all sold various trinkets and we had the opportunity to try a variety of Swiss chocolates, cheeses, teas, and wines. We browsed for a while and took pictures around the city. By the end of the weekend, no one wanted to leave (dreading finals) and I wish I had another day to ski, but I know I will return in the near future.

Our Hostel

Interlaken


View from our hike

behind our hostel

stepping off the train @ the top of Saas-Fee

livin the dream


