Happy to leave Davos behind and head for the hills. Still no paddle work (that comment is for those that understand about cars) and am still just a passenger but I got loads of knitting done. There was even a traffic jam at one point when we has to nip into Switzerland and Italy a few times through some tunnels (diversion because of roadworks). The walkie talkies were alive with the sound of “Sorry, Darren, where am I? My satnav isn’t working”, or “Darren, I just drove past a building with gnomes on the top of it, am I on the right road?” I find the best policy is to remain calm at all times. Except when Husbant picks up the walkie talkie and says he only has 30 miles of petrol left. And Darren’s voice, while calm, had an edge of incredulity. Transpires we missed the fuel stop. Anyway, we managed to find a petrol station very soon after miles and miles of tunnel and ‘gallery’ driving. And I stayed calm.
For Husbant, there were two highlights of the day. We drove past a Porsche tractor. And we drove up the Stelvio Pass. If I had to choose, I would probably say the Stelvio was pretty good. The scenery was amazing. And the 48 hairpins were fun. There were even people cycling up and down! That takes real nerve.
We had lunch at the top of pass. I decided to go for the local pasta dish. Interesting choice, as you can see from the photo. Pasta, potato, cheese.
And now to explain the ‘Earth’ day. In order to keep Husbant’s Adrenaline, Cortisol, and Norepinephrine levels at a reasonable level, I decided to put Earth, Wind & Fire on the sound system. I believe this enhanced his Stelvio experience, but this is purely my supposition. So while driving road round 48 hairpins, there was a lot of “singing” next to me. I didn’t reach for the noise-cancelling headphones. But I did pick up my knitting. Later on in the day, I was able to sneak in a bit of my music (Costello, Lemon Jelly, Steely Dan, Quo).
St Moritz was chilly and full of shops selling expensive trinkets. Luckily, the shops were closed. We ate in the hotel as it was raining hard. The sink taps were confusing. Which one do you think was the hot one?
Yes the one with “C”, not “H”. Weird.
So we are now on our way to Interlaken. For two nights. So lovely to be sleeping in the same bed and finding the loo in the same place for two nights. Such relief.
Snoo's kitchen 