We've enjoyed a lovely weekend on the German-speaking side of Switzerland with our dear friend Erika. Like when we were in Tessin, the Italian-speaking part, we found it funny being in the same country but not being able to understand or respond to a language that is completely foreign! But we had Erika to do the translating, and we enjoyed her company, particularly as it is the last opportunity we had before we move to go to her home.
In the days of anticipation leading up to our weekend I was also excited to see that the weather forecast was amazing. I haven't ventured into the German-speaking part very often but almost every time we have the weather hasn't been wonderful. Seeing forecasts of sunshine and mid-30's added to the anticipation! As a result Erika was able to show us some of her favourite places.
We started off in this beautiful river spot. Despite the warm air the water was freezing! But we ventured along to see if we could find a good spot for the girls to play and to have our picnic lunch.
We passed a REGA team who had been doing some water-rescue exercises further up the gorge, then came across this intriguing hut frame which Erika wondered may have been a make-shift sauna. We stayed there a little while until the girls' rock-throwing antics became a little risky!
When we didn't find a good place to stop and stay a while for eating, playing and napping, Erika suggested a nearby camping ground further down the river, which proved to be a wonderful discovery. Perfect for the girls with a playground, shallow water and a swimming pool and a great place to enjoy our picnic and let them sleep afterwards.
| Rivella - Swiss famous and a drink we're going to miss! |
| Our little cervelat men for lunch :o) |
After a nap for the girls, a swim for the bigger girls and a gorge trip for Eti, we packed up our things and headed up into the hills to a farm that Erika knew served meals with a beautiful view across to the Jungfrau, Eiger and other infamous mountain peaks across the valley. It was a fun, relaxed meal experience, obviously well-known to the locals and in a lovely garden setting of a beautiful big chalet home, surrounded by a menagerie of farm animals, which the girls enjoyed seeing!
Yesterday we changed our plans to take a cable car to the top of a near-by mountain, instead opting to allow the girls a morning sleep in their beds, with time for us to pack and play some games...Erika being famous among our friends for providing fun and
Goodbyes are becoming more difficult as the time to our departure for NZ looms closer. With a couple of overseas trips for Erika to come in the next two months our chances to see each other are limited. There is a tug in my heart with this move. One big part of me is really looking forward to being back "home" closer to my family, to friends and with the possibilities of making new friends and the open adventure that is ahead of us. The other part of me struggles as I see that family and friends here dread our departure, peppering Eti with questions of what we'll do and how it will be hard for his family. It's hard not to feel guilty and responsible, or want to say "But I've lived so far from mine for so many years!!" It helps to remember, as Erika reminded us before we left, that life is full of changes and adventures, goodbyes and hellos. And it's not easy but it's rich and we can trust God that He's already there preparing our way.













