Wednesday, April 18, 2018
The Swiss Chickens can be a bit wacky. That is why their eggs taste weird. I had a bit of scrambled eggs for breakfast and I started talking Swiss German. Cluck cluck cluck. Still nobody understood me.
Taken in Zermatt, in southern Switzerland’s Valais canton. The town, at an elevation of around 1,600m, lies below the iconic, pyramid-shaped Matterhorn peak, which hid itself the whole time we were there. It's a mountain resort renowned for skiing, climbing, hiking, and old fashion Fondue. In fact this was the only place we had Fondue, which was as the waiter claimed good for one person. The one he served us appeared to be good for four people and some leftovers for a couple more days. Maybe even a week.