Day 2: A Rocky Start

After sitting on the runway for two hours, struggling to sleep on the plane, running through Zurich Airport and getting on the wrog train, we finally made it to Brienz. During our long travel we came up with a picture of what Hans would look like. I thought he was around fifty, Christine thought he was around sixty and we decided he would be wearing jeans and a flannel shirt and that every night he would sit on his rocking chair smoking a pipe and petting his dog. Well, maybe we were a bit off...or more than a bit. As we stepped off the train we saw a big old man, whom we have learned is 83, wearing shorts with suspenders. He looks like Colonel Sanders. He was accompanied by a younger woman, Hemnriette. Hans speaks German and French and Henriette speaks French. They both speak little English. Very little. The language barrier is difficult, but interesting. To add to the mix, there is another woman in the house named Michiko. She speaks Japanese and English.Michiko and Henriette do not get along well because they cannot understand eachother. Well, that's our temporary family. Though there is a little bit of drama between H and M, they are all really nice people.

After we settled in and ate lunch we went with Henriette on a long windey drive up to Axalp. We walked around and picked many flowers and plants that we will use for a salad and butter tomorrow. It is really beautiful here!

Finally going to bed after missing a whole nights sleep!

-J