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Published: September 1st 2012
It’s 5 AM and Maria has fixed me a famous German breakfast. She got up earlier and got me up knowing I needed to be on the road by 6 AM.
It was a great night sleep, its cool here and I slept with the windows open. It was great.
I finished breakfast; Maria gave me all my instructions along with a picnic lunch for us all, just like momma and Oma.
I loaded all my stuff into the car and pointed it toward Zurich. I’m following the same route I came, how hard can this be? Well it was, it pouring down raining and it’s dark. Long story short, I missed my turn and had to get my maps out and find another route. It helps to have a navigator.
Finally, I’m heading in the correct direction, it’s raining and I’m flying down the autobahn behind some Mercedes sedan. As I come in for my landing at the
Zurich airport, I see the sign for arrivals. I quickly down shift and whip it into that lane. Just like Orlando as I’m slowing down, people everywhere there they are Kirsten & Bea. I beep the horn
Bea is looking around and not seeing me but Kirsten turns and our eyes make contact. All I see is her smiling from ear to ear. Yea, I love that girl. I whip it into the parking space, pop open the hatch and start loading their suitcases.
Kirsten jumps into the drivers seat and says want me to drive, YEA!
We head out of the airport and they tell all about their flight. They sat up front and were treated like royalty. Bea has all the connections. Their flight was very bumpy and the slept very little.
We left Zurich driving toward Chur; we decided to visit Lichtenstein. The smallest country, that’s what I understand, it is nice but your not missing much. By this time Kirsten is tired so I take over the driving and Bea becomes the navigator.
We head toward our first pass and we start climbing. We will pass over three passes before reaching Italy. Is that cool or what, However, Kirsten is already very tired and is not impressed.
As we’re reaching the top of the first pass it begins to snow, yea you
read that correct. It’s snowing in Switzerland. We left 90 plus degree, hurricane Isaac, now I am driving through snow.
We stop at the top and have a snack break, we wind through the other passes and at one point it’s snowing so hard that everything is covered.
We arrive in Bormio, Italy. As we entering the village we’re eyeing where are we going to stay. Kirsten and Bea are both very tired. I pull into a nice Hotel, run in hoping it’s nice and cheap. I was right and snagged a room for us.
We’ll be going to dinner here soon and everyone is having a good time.
It’s still raining in Italy. It always starts out this way, hmmmm.
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