Woke up and had some breakfast in the hotel which was amazing. Bread + nutella yes please. Donut w/ some nutella inside said donut, yes please. Also had some super tart grapefruit juice which was a good kick in the face. Loved it.
We took another excursion to Mt Pilatus, and the round trip involved 5 different modes of transportation: (1) boat to base of mountain, (2) super steep death train type thing to get to the top, (3) big container that goes on a line like that one episode of MacGyver, (4) mini version of #3, and (5) bus. (2) was my favorite b/c it was at a 48% angle and you look ahead of you at this track going straight up and you think this is my last day on this earth and you look to the right and see a drop-off and you again think, today I will see heaven because I am going to DIE. We did not die though. 48% angle by the way was the steepest in the entire universe said my Dad who did research.
So we made it to the top of Mt Pilatus and it was breath-taking. I think God makes these beautiful parts of the earth just to dazzle us (I think this idea is from To Own a Dragon by Don Miller, you should read it if you haven't). Mountains all around and there were these guys chillin' in little chairs with wings on them that were flying thru the air. I want to do that one day, maybe next week I don't know. But there they were flying around us, livin' the dream. Maybe the first time I go I'll go tandem with a professional, because I'm not sure if that's something you can just "feel out" when you get up in the air. Maybe you can.
At night we walked around the city, and I started to notice the swans. They are these huge gigantic birds and you can get real close to them but be careful b/c they're a little irritable. This made me want to mess with them some, to push their limits. I went pretty close to them but they did not attack my face thankfully.
At one point we heard some Ricola instruments playing and flocked immediately to the source of this beautiful sound. This group of Ricola players, Ricolists if you will, just gathered and started playing for passer-byers. I thought, yes I am officially for sure in Switzerland because this is what you do in Switzerland: start learning how to play Ricola at a very young age (3) and then become awesome at it and get together with other Ricolists and play for people in Lucerne, Switzerland.
Excellent day in Lucerne.
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