Wednesday 25th August
Don't be deceived by this photo. Here we are at the Top of Europe (Jungfraujoch) looking calm and composed at over 3.5 thousand metres above sea level. In reality I was dizzy and light headed due to the altitude and couldn't see a thing through my tinting glasses that had gone totally black in the bright snow. This explained my stumbling into children and little old ladies and asking a large black rock where the chair lift was. Debbie, on the other hand, ran out of oxygen half way up the mountain and witnessing a grown woman with her eyes rolling around independently in their sockets was disturbing to say the least!
There was to be no repeat of the Arctic Circle calamity this time! No sir, this time I rugged up with long pants, a jumper, a jacket and the hotel's double doona!
Below: trains take you to the foot of the alps.
Right: by positioning the sled cunningly behind Debbie and giving her a gentle nudge, she fell on and screamed down the slopes.
The Ice Palace - a series of underground frozen rooms with ice sculptures.
Can't see a bloody thing!! A blonde Ozzie Osborne?
You can't lay a cable car track up the sides of the mountain peaks, so you just tunnel right through the middle of them!!
Movie: Debbie showing off her snow walking skills.
Message for Red and Tink: with a few easy skiing lessons you could be as good as Uncle Tony!
The Great Race!! Remember that Debbie got a huge advantage at the start! She must have added in my "Whooas" and "Look outs!" as I was, in fact, totally composed throughout.
Yippee! I even went down the death-defying flying fox. Look - no hands! All went smothly, except for the landing. "Phthat was phthabulous!" I said spraying out a mouthful of ice and shovelling snow out of my jocks and back pockets.
Good thing you are over there and not enduring the torential rain over here. We are flooded in at Carisbrook.
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