skipping back a week or two...hmm.... unforgivably i accidentally deleted all my pictures of this weekend - yes, i screamed. so these are a kind donation from tony. the day was certainly wonderful enough that i think several of my mental snapshots will survive for a long time: i hope so anyway. in the meantime i messed with the pictures some to make them a little closer to mine.
Launching our two-week expedition with an excursion to tiny unknown places in switzerland, a chaotic night train from Paris allowed us to wake up saturday morning and become immediately plastered to the windows as the alps shot up around us. train transfer was a delightfully hectic glance at the schedule and sprint around the railyard to hop aboard the running train.
stalled in the small village we sampled swiss pastery (heavier then french, but the apple filling was perfect) and purchased notable swiss-designed bus tickets. transport time all day was spent taking in the scenery - on the bus ride up to vals brown and white terraced valleys were watched over by pure-white mountains beyond, into ever-steeper and more wooded terrain. Vals stop in a small basin, a spot of drab walk up stairs of a generic-bad seventies hotel into the gaudy blue entrance to the baths. using our hour until opening, we snuck around on the snow-covered hill surrounding the cut-stone satin-smooth bath house, then down into the village under avalanche fences and crows, and back for opening.
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