I longed to get back to the crisp, fresh mountain air after my weekend in the Bernese Oberland. For a change of mountain scenery, I explored Zermatt in Valais with Charlotte. This small, touristy town offered great views of the majestic Matterhorn, but it was definitely small and definitely touristy.
Upon arriving on Saturday, I immediately stuffed my face with apfelstrudel. We walked around the town and stumbled upon several epic-looking mountain biking trails and a peaceful stream. Of course I had to climb down the rocky bank to feel the rushing flow of just-melted-glacier water.
Walking back to the hostel from dinner, I saw a line outside the city’s Catholic Church. As all Dukies are, I was drawn to the line. It happened to be the second to last day of the Zermatt festival! I bought a ticket and listened to a concert of Beethoven’s Coriolan Overture op. 62, Mendelssohn’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream, and Brahms’ String Sextet No. 2 in D-Major. It was quite a pleasant surprise!
On Sunday, we got high, in the altitude sense–climbing from Zermatt’s altitude of 1495 m to Rothorn 3103 m. For a lot of the hike, not just my head, but my whole body was in the clouds.
Unfortunately, the clouds persisted, limiting the view of the Matterhorn. On the way down, Charlotte noticed these little nature-engineered plant cups spread across an entire field. The droplet of water looks like a gem nestled in the center of the plant. How brilliant! How cute!