Day Six - Mt. Zugspitze
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Monday morning dawned clear and cool with the promise of sunshine everywhere. After a quick shower and even quicker breakfast, Derik and I dumped the water and cassette and filled the freshwater tank. Then after a few last minute pictures of our gorgeous surroundings, we obtained directions from our campground receptionist to go to the gondola we’d seen up a nearby peak. As it turns out, it’s
After a much delayed time in line and 64 euros later, Derik and I boarded our gondola to begin our trek to the summit.
I’m not exactly sure how one would describe a Rocky Mountain High. I guess it is good enough to write a song about. But it can’t begin to compare to having an Alp High. No matter where you looked, from the North East, to the East, to the South - all the way to the
Perhaps it was the breathtaking quality of this majestic vista, or just the fact that the oxygen is thinner, but somehow the entire experience seemed to be transforming for everyone.
While this is
Two of those goats, Derik and I, made our way around the summit taking pictures the whole time and being grateful that we’ve moved into a digital age. Film costs would have either killed us or severely limited the memories we would be able to capture. After a sufficient time of oohing and aahing, mentally if not aloud, we decided our time would be well spent waiting for the earth to continue further along its trajectory. This would allow the shadows time to grow in different directions.
Spying a few empty seats by a railing, we sat down and soaked up the sun’s rays. Then we made our way to a free internet kiosk and attempted to send e-mails to friends. We could take a picture of ourselves to attach, which we both did, but unfortunately the picture was just of us in front of a wooden roof. It would have been great if they’d green screened us into a shot of the mountain top, but apparently despite all their other advances, that one alludes them. The keyboards were VASTLY different from what we’re used to, and in fact, we neither one could ever discover how to undo the caps lock, but eventually we did accomplish our task and then decided it was time for a relaxing visit to the restaurant for a coffee.
One Latte and Espresso later we were sitting at a window overlooking yet another gorgeous view of the
After another hour had gone by we decided to take another pass outside, but in the meanwhile we became distracted with a museum which provided information on the history of the mountain and those who have conquered it. The first person to make it to the summit did so in 1824 and in 1922 the first Gondola run was made to the top. Since then countless ascents have been made, both mechanical and physical. The number of visitors has increased steadily requiring updating of the transport system until finally in 1988, they began construction on the current system we rode on.
By now enough time had passed that we once more made our way outside to traipse around the perimeter and view the newly relit vistas. Not only was the lighting design different, but so was the temperature. It was comfortable enough now that a jacket was hardly needed. But there were also more people (though Derik said less - but neither of us counted).
It took less time the second time around and not because it was any less majestic, but simply because we were beginning to suffer from sensory overload. It’s remarkable, but true, that after several hours of such soul-awakening scenery you feel you really can’t take much more right then.
I left the mountain high on life, and I think Derik did too. There’s no way you couldn’t. Although when I jokingly started to sing, “Climb Every Mountain, Ford every stream,” Derik didn’t really get the connection. Oh well.
We drove away from Mr. Zugspitze and headed for
In all honesty, I already knew where I wanted to go. I spied a Christmas shop on the way through town which happened to be directly across the street from the post office. So, I headed there and left Derik to figure out the Post Office on his own. It was a Käthe Wohlfahrt store - the same store chain I visited last January in Rothenburg with Mom. What irony!Fortunately for me and my bank account there really wasn’t anything there I couldn’t live without.