Switzerland is a Playground for Grownups

Swiss hiking is seriously legit. For reals.


Let this not imply I did anything particularly challenging or uphill today, because I did not. The last bit was uphill, but that`s because I was climbing up next to a waterfall, which I did because either a) I`m seriously badass, b) I didn`t take a shower today and thought the spray of the waterfall would be comparable or c) two random girls (in better shape than I) climbed the falls and in my head that meant they were calling me weak. Only two of those are true, and I`m sure you can guess which ones.


As my second day off, I went on this extended-awesome-fairy-tale hike today with Heather, a Guide from Canada. She is much politer and quieter than I am, so we spent the better part of the hike up in silence (which was a challenge since I am apparently uncomfortable with not talking for more than 30 seconds).


---Blog interrupted by a little girl wielding marshmallowy-hands who invites me to play something called Mission Impossible. The game involves a lot of sneaking around and 007 style rolls and I still can`t figure out any of the rules so I use my Bond moves to sneak back inside---


The long and short of the story is that I spent the better part of 4 hours wandering around what looked like an enchanted forest on my way to and from the most spectacular waterfall I`ve ever seen. There was Hunger Games-type tree climbing, the aforementioned waterfall shower spray, and a lot of me trying to figure out just how many stupid climbing challenge things I could do before Heather started to judge me.


It turns out, I can do a lot of messing around in the wilderness before she judges me. Canadians are quite nice that way.


There were cows complete with bells climbing idyllic hillsides in the mountains. And mossy areas that look just like where I will sleep when I get horribly lost one of these days. The whole of this valley is too good to be true, and even Heather agreed with me when I told her the view from the waterfall out over the hills looked like something on a green screen. I have absolutely no idea how I got so lucky as to spend a whole summer here, but it should come as a surprise to no one if I refuse to leave in September.