General Observations About Switzerland:
1) Swiss citizens speak 4 languages: Swiss German, French, English, and some speak Italian. Plus, even though they speak Swiss German, they write in High German. It was crazy to hear all the different languages being spoken, although it was great for my French.
2) The entirety of Switzerland smells like cow/horse.
3) The Alps. Enough said.
4) The Swiss love cows. And St. Bernards. Seriously, they're everywhere.
5) It is the single most expensive place I have ever been. A cheap meal is about $14.
Anyway, it took about 8 hours by bus to get to Interlaken and we left around 8. We stopped at a rest stop for dinner, which in Italy means real food. Seriously, Italy has gourmet rest stops; that's how much they love food. They also have a gourmet food shop and basically Italy has the best rest stops ever. Miriam and I had a nice snack of apples and cheese. We got back on the bus and watched part of a movie before passing out. All I can say is thank goodness for Wheels because it taught me to sleep on a bus. I woke up to catch a glimpse of a gorgeous Swiss lake and the most stars I've ever seen in my life. I tried to keep my eyes open because it was so glittery and gorgeous but my eyes decided that sleep was mire important. We got to our hotel around 5 and passed out immediately.
Friday morning we woke up bright and early (8 15 to be exact, yes you read that right) to sign up for paragliding. Before paragliding, we walked around Interlaken, which is a cute, but touristy Alpine town. We climbed a stone wall (which wasn't actually that tall, but we obviously still struggled to climb it) and looked at the view for awhile. Then we grabbed lunch and finally it was time for paragliding!!! We went with a few other girls and hopped in a van to drive up the mountain. It was unseasonally warm while we there, so there wasn't that much snow, meaning a lot of the mountains were green and beautiful, instead of snowy and beautiful, but it was still stunning to see the alps up against the blue sky. We got out of the car and hiked a few minutes more up the hill till we got to the jumping point (Mom, this probably about the time you want to stop reading). 10 minutes later, I was strapped into the harness with my guide and I ran toward the edge of the cliff. It was an awesome feeling, all of the sudden I was just gliding through the air, no scary jumps or anything, just flying. If you've ever been on the ride Soarin' in Disney World in Epcot, it felt exactly like that (except I was looking at the Alps, not a video screen of California). It was a little nauseating at one point, but otherwise it was so incredible. Unfortunately there are no actual pictures of me skydiving, because the camera got messed up, but there are pictures of the goregous sapphire-colored lakes that I took! So go nuts on facebook!
After skydiving, we went to a chocolate tasting. Swiss chocolate is Gd's gift to Earth. IT WAS SO DAMN DELICIOUS AND CREAMY!!! The guy taught us about how chocolate is made and how to tell if it's good chocolate (basically everything that is wrong with a Hershey bar). We also got to try a million different kinds of chocolate, including chili pepper chocolate (YUMMY!), champagne truffles, cognac truffles, normal chocolate, and this weird swiss thing that basically has a shot in it, and was completely disgusting. From chocolate tasting Miriam and I went to dinner with a few friends at this Asian restaurant, where I ate a meal that consisted of things other than rice (yay for trying things!)
The next day we spent in Bern, which is the capital of Switzerland, and it is right out of Epcot. It's a really picturesque, small city that is a great place to spend a day. There was a Starbucks there, which I was extremely excited for, because although I'm getting used to Italian coffee, I still miss my white mochas. However, it cost SEVEN DOLLARS for a TALL coffee, and I could bring myself to spend that much money on a cup of coffee. I got over my Starbucks pretty quickly and spent the rest of the day walking around Bern. I climbed Munster Tower (spiral staircases=not fun, the Duomo is the only other thing I will be climbing on this trip), went to the KunstMuseum (aka the art museum). The museum had paintings by a bucn of famous artists: Monet, Manet, Picasso, Renoir, Rothko, the list goes on. It was great because you could really close to the paintings and see the brush strokes, which I got yelled at for at MoMa when I was trying to look at a pointillism painting, so I like Bern better. We walked through a food market and got LOTS of free samples, including this cheese that was delcious…it was as though parmesan and Swiss cheese got together and had a baby…yum! We walked around Bern and saw some of its government buildings, but we also saw some really strange people. We saw this one family of green elves…

And some guys dressed up a rabbits carrying a giant carrot…casual (hi Kristen!)

After Bern, we got back to Interlaken and went night sledding, which was about 100 times more dangerous and scary than paragliding. Now you may be wondering, what exactly is night sledding? Well (again Mom, you may not want to read this part as it once again involves me doing dangerous things), essentially you are sledding an Alp on what is basically a ski slope at night, with no lights. But, you are not walking up and down hill like normal sledding, you start and you just keep going down, really fast, on a steep hill, and your guide says things like “don’t fall off the edge of the cliff, don’t sled into the river”…really safe. What makes this even better is this is Miriam’s first time going sledding. So we get all bundled up in ski pants and hardcore snow boots and head up the mountain with a few girls from our program and some girls we met from Virginia Tech. Before sledding, we stop for some really yummy cheese fondue (although we only had bread and potatoes to dip in so my stomach was about to explode afterwards). Then it was time for sledding, and oh my Gd it was so scary. You had to use your feet to steer yourself and people were wiping out left and right, and basically it was chaos. I really thought I was gonna die at one point when I was zooming down a hill and couldn’t see because of all the snow in my face…but don’t worry I was fine. I only had one person crash into me, and I was fine, it was actually kind of funny and I only lost the guide once, so it was a decent success. This all sounds too good to be true for klutzy little me; don’t worry, I managed to make it down the hill safely, but as we walked back to the car I wiped out on a patch of ice and bruised my butt. I knew it would have been too good to be true to make it through the whole process without getting hurt. The ride back to the hotel was hysterical because we just sat there asking our driver absurd questions and he probably thinks we’re insane. Miriam and I went back to our hotel room and had a nice little snack of hot chocolate and buttery home made caramel we bought at the market in Bern.
Sunday morning we woke up bright and early (8 AM!!!) to take a train up to a ski resort called Kleine Scheidig (which I can actually pronounce!) so we could really see the alps. I cannot even put into words how stunning these mountains are. They are just so big and white and snow covered. We literally did nothing but stare…and drink hot chocolate and take pictures, but mostly stare. We looked really funny because everyone else was in ski gear and we were just in our normal coats, but we only almost got killed by a skier once so that was good (it’s on video tape too, for those of you who would like to hear me shriek really loudly). Miriam and I left our friends at the ski resort to go visit the Alpine village of Lauterbrunnen (which I can also pronounce). We got lunch at a really cool, cute café that was a traveler’s paradise because it literally had everything but a place to sleep: food, laundry, internet, you could book skydiving and stuff like that, books, games, it was so cool. I had a really really delicious brownie, but not as good as my dad's of course! After lunch, we roamed around and went to see the waterfalls the town is famous for. Usually there are 72, but because it was winter we could only see one of them (see Facebook), but it was still cool. The town was really cute and it was awesome to see a real live Alpine village (apparently, as Miriam tells me, there is a fake one in Helen, Georgia that is actually a really good imitation. So if you don’t want to fly to Switzerland, you can go there). We left Lauterbrunnen to get on the bus and head back to Florence. We got home around 12 and I got to Skype with a bunch of people which was so nice! Overall, it was an awesome weekend, and I highly recommend going to visit the Alps if you ever get the chance, they are simply breathtaking. And you can try night sledding, but I’m just warning you that apparently people have broken legs doing it, no big deal.