Yesterday, we arrived here in Gryon, of course everyone is exhausted, but happy to be here none the less. I dont think that I have ever been in a beautiful place in my life. I've seen mountains before but this place definitely wins. We had traveled to Villars which is just up the road from Gryon, that is more a touristy place. Where you can change money, get what you need essentially. Then we came back and had a wonderful dinner and then we went to bed.
Today, apparently I was the last to wake. But we went on a tour through Gryon, Bobbie, Will, and I had went through it last night and found that our walk was short. Apparently we had not gone throught the whole village. Our tour was done by Udo Middleman, who was a very interesting man who is also a professor at Kings college in New York City. But we did learn a lot about Gryon. What I found most interesting was the grave yard, there you can reserve a plot for 3 years while you're in it. But once that time is up, you're digged up, then your bones are placed into a into a cylindrical object where everyone elses remains are placed. But, looking at their graves makes me wonder, what kind of life these people led, what their child hood was like, and who still comes to visit them. Seems like an idea for a poem.