Sunday Sept 11th –
We got coffees for on the road, emptied out some garbage from the car, did some re-arranging and then hit the road, beginning to exit Italy and head back towards Switzerland.
We passed a mountain that looked like a man made wall, it went on and on and totally gave the feeling of being a wall to keep people in, or out… but as far as we could tell it was just naturally that way.
Hard to see I know, but the dark line above the grass was the mountain/wall stretching out.
Mike said we could take the day slowly, stopping where we wanted for how long we wanted and just do some more relaxed driving.
So we did just that.
An interesting bridge was passed, the new one built directly above what remained of the old.
Fresh mountain water drank from a running tap nearby 💦
Aosta was the next place we stopped to explore, a Roman built town with much of the old walls still visible.
Firstly a bakery was pursued and a variety of treats purchased 😁
All of which were very good but one slice of a fruity square was delicious ❤️
It actually tasted almost exactly like a fruit pizza us Peters’ girls made up at our cabin with fresh raspberries and blueberries and now I reeeeally wonder where that recipe could be 🤔 We thought about going back to buy a second piece but we didn’t… now I wish we had 😜
Through the streets we continued, finding a craft store with some yarn for me to create a souvenir with later.
There was a pretty river along the road and we decided to stop and eat our chicken sushi at some point so I suggested we find a nice spot to do so by the river 😊
The spot chosen was perfect…fresh, aqua colored mountain water was cascading over the rocks, cooling them and the entire area by many degrees.
How I love water 🏞💙
The mountains get old fast and especially driving through the twisting roads or never ending tunnels, but the water?
Water never gets old to me and I could have easily stayed exploring there for a fair bit😋
We ate our sushi and then I got to paint a little, as well as refill my brushes with fresh mountain water.
It was a scene better left to remember by photos then by my painting but hey, it felt like an inspiring moment 😏😋
One creepy thing though, I used my imagination a little too hard and thought the moss growing on the rocks in the water looked kind of like human hair, and then suddenly it looked like all around me human heads were buried in the river sooo the beauty was momentarily lessened 😝
Being back in Switzerland again we stopped in Bern, looking for a grocery store to buy some stuff we had been specially requested to bring back.
So Mike worked on finding an open one on Sunday, and then forgot his wallet, so the little cash we had bought half the amount we’d been asked to get 🙈
Since we had found parking already we figured we would try finding cheese fondue one more time.
It was bound to be a littttttle harder to find since I’m told they don’t serve it so much in the summer or when it isn’t tourist season but we wanted to give it a shot anyways.
The first restaurant we sat down at served us our water and then when we went to order they said they actually weren’t serving food yet but the waters would be 9€ 😳🙄
Our waitress was nice enough to let us leave the water bill since we hadn’t been aware that food wasn’t available, thankfully 😬
Next restaurant we asked about cheese fondue and nope they didn’t but maybe the one down ‘so and so’ street did.
Okay, off we walked.
The server at THAT restaurant said nope but the one a few down from them did 😏
Suuuuure, I think they conspire to send all the dumb tourists wanting cheese on a wild goose chase.
But she was actually telling the truth and we finally got to sit down and order our fondue.
We then wished we would have stuck to our second plan, buy fondue from the store to take back with us and make ourselves, as the one we got at that restaurant was not very good, the bread dry and the service lacking 🙄
Oh well, we need sad food stories sometimes😏
(We walked by the grocery store again, wallet in hand this time so we could retrieve the other half of the requested goods ;))
Leaving that area of Switzerland we took a slight detour so we could drive by the house Mikes grandparents and mom once lived in for over 10 years and then we continued on our way, which was actually to France.
Our hotel was downtown and the parking garage was sooo little it was crazy but we made it in and parked without any damage.
I won’t hurt your eyes with a picture from that hotel, the color scheme was shall we say, lacking. Between bad lighting, a lime green and white stool, bright sky blue closet and tv backdrop and the burgundy and white checkered rug, twas a real beauty 😏
Thank goodness color doesn’t usually effect the comfort of a bed 😜