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janewilliams20Thur 10th
Glacier Express day, and move to Chur.
Our luggage went separately to Chur at 8am. We didn't leave till 11-ish, so wandered round the shops first - a CD of music from the Wallis area, a new handbag, and a battery for my dress watch. 4 hours on the train including lunch, with stunning views. Shame that in bright sunlight, most of what you see is dazzle, and the train is far too hot. (General problem with Switzerland: the outside, despite snow, isn't all that cold, and anywhere indoors is overheated.) Very posh 3-course (offered seconds and thirds), then coffee and performance schapps - waiters pour it, on the move, from several feet up.
Hotel (the Stern) is very Ye Olde, easy to get lost in. Stairs down into our room, and a welcome pack that includes mineral water, fruit, nuts, chocolate and a triple language cookery book.
There's a photoframe on Dave's bedside table with a label that they want you to feel at home, so provide this for you to put photos of your loved ones. Daft idea. Who carries photos like that around? Well, it seems that Dave does...
After the welcome aperitif in our private lounge, chose tickets for the evening meal - meat, fish, or veg. A good and efficient idea. Off to look round the town, finding a beadshop (who, me?) and a coffee bar that served LA lager.
And then back for dinner at 7:30. Well, that's when we sat down. If I'd run a revel like this, I'd have been sacked. There were four courses planned: tomato mousse, beef consomme with ravioli (two of them, in the soup bowl like teabags), then the main (rich creamy sauce on the pork, creamy pasta) , then icecream dessert. At 9:30 - yes, TWO HOURS later - we were wondering where the dessert was. The room was too cramped for the number of people, and unbearably hot. At this point, I waited to be given my coffee icecream (last thing I wanted was more dairy), handed it to Dave, and left them to it - swaying back to the room, and losing most of dinner when I got there. Early night followed.
Glacier Express day, and move to Chur.
Our luggage went separately to Chur at 8am. We didn't leave till 11-ish, so wandered round the shops first - a CD of music from the Wallis area, a new handbag, and a battery for my dress watch. 4 hours on the train including lunch, with stunning views. Shame that in bright sunlight, most of what you see is dazzle, and the train is far too hot. (General problem with Switzerland: the outside, despite snow, isn't all that cold, and anywhere indoors is overheated.) Very posh 3-course (offered seconds and thirds), then coffee and performance schapps - waiters pour it, on the move, from several feet up.
Hotel (the Stern) is very Ye Olde, easy to get lost in. Stairs down into our room, and a welcome pack that includes mineral water, fruit, nuts, chocolate and a triple language cookery book.
There's a photoframe on Dave's bedside table with a label that they want you to feel at home, so provide this for you to put photos of your loved ones. Daft idea. Who carries photos like that around? Well, it seems that Dave does...
After the welcome aperitif in our private lounge, chose tickets for the evening meal - meat, fish, or veg. A good and efficient idea. Off to look round the town, finding a beadshop (who, me?) and a coffee bar that served LA lager.
And then back for dinner at 7:30. Well, that's when we sat down. If I'd run a revel like this, I'd have been sacked. There were four courses planned: tomato mousse, beef consomme with ravioli (two of them, in the soup bowl like teabags), then the main (rich creamy sauce on the pork, creamy pasta) , then icecream dessert. At 9:30 - yes, TWO HOURS later - we were wondering where the dessert was. The room was too cramped for the number of people, and unbearably hot. At this point, I waited to be given my coffee icecream (last thing I wanted was more dairy), handed it to Dave, and left them to it - swaying back to the room, and losing most of dinner when I got there. Early night followed.