I slept through breakfast...

...but I don't feel bad about the extra sleep at all. After a not-so-arduous journey, a day of jet-lagged exhaustion, and walking around the towns surrounding our hostel, sleep was the easiest thing to come by. However, I originally awoke this morning around 5 a.m. and cursed Dr. Davies for his jinx (after dinner last night he off-handedly joked we would probably be wide awake before the sunrise...he was right :-) )


My first early morning here was spent writing and meditating on the back porch of Chalet Martin while the sun slowly crept up over the mountains before me. After about an hour the sheep began to wake, and when I finally crawled back into bed I could still here the jingle-jangle of their little bells as they traipsed the hillside for their morning meal of sweet, Alpine grass.




(The sheep grazing on the hillside behind Chalet Martin)


(The view from one of our bedroom windows)


(The view from the back porch of Chalet Martin)

--Bobbie