Trainsitting

Our second evening in Munich included highlights of Weissebeer (although not nearly as much as the first night) and purchasing a few steins (half litre only) as souvenirs. If only we had Hermione’s bag so we didn’t have to feel the weight of our growing packs. Ah well – “character building,” we call it!

We visited with some hostel mates from Brazil and Finland in the bar after making up a few games and setting off some spectacular runs with some dominoes. Our conversation stuck mainly to discussing country differences and animals (did you know a sloth only moves 1m/hour? Sometimes if a baby sloth falls out of the tree the mama sloth moves so slowly that by the time she climbs down the tree the baby has died. Heather has a few more fun sloth facts for anyone interested!).

We retired at a respectable hour of 11 so we could get our beauty rest (necessary to continue all the perks we’ve received from batting our eyelashes ;) ) and woke up bright and early for a run. We covered a flat 11km and tried to shake out the stiffness in the legs from our last workout. Unfortunately we think it might be another day until we’re doing our sit-to-stands without whingeing. Sorry to our friendly bootcamp boys for making your legs so mad at you. We promise we are suffering as well.

We read a message from Kevin this morning saying that he saw none other than Freddie and Zuzana from bodyrock in Kingston the other day. This was first time we were a little jealous not to be in Kingston! We got over the jealously relatively quickly with thoughts of the Swiss Alps, but what are the chances that we leave the 613 area and the bodyrockers come to visit?! If you are unfamiliar with the creative workouts of this inspiring duo check out their website. Heather may have done a backpack burpee this morning while waiting for the train. Then her legs yelled at her, so we will have to wait a bit before we do another workout in their honour!

As we learned our punctuality lesson the first time, we arrived early to our train this morning. However, the train did not show us the same respect. It rolled into the station 20 minutes late, which would not have been a huge deal if we did not have connecting trains. The original plan involved a total of 3 trains and got us into Lucerne just after 3pm. The final plan (revised as we went) involved 5 trains, one mistaken train stop (apparently Basel Bad SB is not the same station as Basel SBB, and they won’t open the d

oors of the train once they’re closed – even if they just closed them!), two overpriced Swiss coffees, lots of patience, and friendship building moments, and got us into Lucerne at 5pm. Good thing we went for a run this morning otherwise we would not have been able to sit still for that long. Crying babies, fellow travellers who also missed their trains, and massive sandwiches highlighted the journey, and we are so glad that we are making our way to the beautiful Swiss Alps. However, if our journey out of Switzerland is as long and potentially frustrating as today, we make no promise that any Swiss chocolate gifts will make it home.

Ps: Our weather for the next few days includes thunderstorms everyday. Just perfect. We don't like sunshine anyway. It's too easy.

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