Day 9 - Brussels to Interlaken( Switzerland ) train
Today was an early start day, one of those numerous days
where we had an early train to catch. I was a bit nervous about this train or
rather had a funny feeling about it for a while and was anxious not to miss it.
One of the reasons could be that this was the only direct train from Brussels
to Basel and if we missed it, we would have some extra fun! We had booked the tickets on raileurope.com
website and the website told us that this train was valid for the Swiss pass.
So we only had to pay the reservation fee for both the legs, Brussels to Basel
and Basel to Interlaken. Another worry nagging me was that the pass may turn
out to be invalid on the first train. Then I told myself it’s not a big deal
and we could always pay any fine if it came to that. We still had our seat
reservations. This also meant that we had to validate the Swiss pass at the
station before boarding the train. Failing to do so would make the pass
invalid. Phew!
I woke up early and had a quick bath. After a short prayer
to Lord Ganesh (today is Ganesh chaturti and unfortunately we couldn’t celebrate
it due to the train travel), and last minute packing of luggage we were ready.
It was quite an effort to pack all the chocolates that we had purchased the
previous day and also stuff our dirty laundry. Finally we put all the
chocolates in the duffel bag and decided to sort them as we travelled. Needless to say I was also worried about
running around the train stations with heavy bags! Hubby dear was in no mood to take a bath so
early in the morning and in such a cold weather (must have been about 10-12
degrees), so he was ready before me. I took some time to wrap up my ankle in
crepe bandage as well. After all I had paid 10 Euros for it, I better use it.
With a heavy heart we bid goodbye to our friends. Our 3 days together flew past
and we had so much fun. We left at about 6:45 AM and our friend dropped us to
the train station, it was the MIDI station again.
We quickly found the station master’s office and got the
Swiss pass validated. He wrote the date and stamped the pass. We were just in
time for the train to Basel. It was due to depart in 5 mins ! It was interested
to note that the train was made up of 2 kinds of coaches. The first half coaches
were from the Belgium railways and the 2nd half from the Swiss
railways. We had a vague guess that the only the 2nd half of the
train would go upto Basel. The first half might be delinked on the way. Our
ticket said Wagon 5, so we started looking for it. Strangely though, we found
all wagon numbers except 5 ! We realized that we have only 1-2 mins left for
the train to depart, so we quickly asked a railway staff and he pointed to the
coach in front of us. This made me very suspicious as it was the last coach of
the Belgium half. Anyway the seats were numbered so we settled down on our
reserved seats. As the train pulled off from the platform, we realized that we
were very hungry. Along with the chocolates we had packed some buns and
biscuits given by my friend, so we ate a few. We assumed that like other trains traveled so far, there would be a food cart and we could grab some coffee and
some snack! As time passed it became evident that there was no food cart coming
our way, nor was there a pantry in one of the coaches! The hunger and lack of
caffeine started showing up on dear hubby. I somehow coaxed him to sleep and
started working on my laptop by sorting the photographs of the trip so far.
After about 3 hours we reached Luxembourg station. The train
stopped for a while and the bored ( not to mention hungry ) husband stepped out
of the train to stretch. As we anticipated, he saw all the coaches ahead of us
being delinked. I was hoping that they don’t delink our coach since that also
belonged to the Belgian railways. Thankfully our coach ( along with the rest of
the train ) moved along and we ate some more of the buns. The train painfully trudged along which was a
stark contrast to the high- speed Thalys. Infact the normal speed train to
Amsterdam was also better than this! Also there were innumerable stops on the
way. It was interesting to guess if we
were in France or Germany by reading out the station names and trying to figure
out the announcements. At one of the stops, a couple of police men got in and
then we realized they were doing a border check. They asked for our passports
and proceeded. We saw them asking some people to open their suitcases and we
were thankful that we got spared. This is the first (and last!!) train on which
we had a border check. It probably may be due to Switzerland doing border
checks though it is a part of the Schengen region.
One of the next stops turned out to be a painfully long one.
There were some announcements made ( none in English ) but we saw all our
fellow passengers stay put, so we did not panic. A couple of railway officials
from ( SNCF ) came around and instructed all the passengers on this coach to
move to the next one. Everyone vacated in a jiffy and we were struggling to
pack the laptop, jackets and other miscellaneous items that we had unpacked
during the last 3-4 hours. We also struggled to unload the heavy suitcases and get
down. Now I was really worried that the train might leave before we go on! We
got on to the next coach and saw most of the seats occupied. So we checked the
next coach and finally found 2 seats and slowly settled down. Most of the
passengers were stretched or sleeping across 2 seats so it was hard to find a
good place. Even after 10-15 minutes the train showed no signs of movement. I
was totally dismayed. The same officials came around distributing food packets.
| Complementary Lunch Box |
| Tired and hungry ! |
They came to us, gave the packs and said this is a complementary lunch for the
delay! It was already beyond noon and we were very hungry. The pack had some
nuts, water, bread, fruit pulp and a couple of unrecognizable items. We picked
what looked (and smelt ) like vegetarian and ate them. When the officials came
again, we asked them about the train delay and also mentioned that we had a
train to catch from Basel to Interlaken at 2:55. The person didn’t understand
English all that well so we showed him the connecting ticket. He looked at it
for a long time and then nodded his head with a very grave expression. We
realized that he meant that we cannot catch that train! Then he called another
guy and said he knows English and we could ask him our questions. Between the
two of them, they convinced us that we can catch the next train with the same
ticket. I was anyway sure that it would be possible to take the next train
since we had the Swiss pass and this ticket was only the seat reservation. Of
course this reservation might not be valid on the next train. But overall we
were tired of this journey (and hungry) and we wanted to get to the destination
fast and the train was already running 1.5 hours late. There was no change in landscape either to
suggest that we could be nearing Swiss. We only encountered endless small
stations and a green countryside. Finally after what seemed like an eternity we
seemed to be approaching a city and the station looked pretty big. We had our
fingers crossed and we were indeed at the Basel station! It was just past 3:30
PM. The train should have arrived at 2 PM and we should have caught the train
to Interlaken at 2:55 PM but we had clearly missed it. We had seen the train
schedules sometime back and vaguely knew that there was a train to Interlaken
every hour. This meant that there would be a train in 15-20 mins! We quickly
searched for a display board and found the platform number for the Interlaken
train and rushed to the platform. We knew that if we stopped over to grab a
bite ( or coffee ) we had a possibility of missing this train as well and then
we would have to wait till 5 PM. So we rushed ahead without eating. My ankle
was swollen due to the long journey and the uncomfortable crepe bandage. We
finally found the train and then soon discovered that there is not much place
for the luggage. It didn’t help our cause that most of the passengers were
tourists will quick large suitcases. We would face the luggage problem in the
train journeys to come during the trip. It was 2 tier train so we climbed up
and found 2 empty seats. I was again feeling bad for having missed a train that
had a confirmed seat reservation. Now this would have to be first come first
serve. We somehow adjusted our luggage by placing 2 of them in the common
luggage area and 2 of them behind the seats. Now we had just 5 mins for the
departure so we didn’t want to venture out to buy some food. This had been a
hungry and tiring day already. Our spirits lifted as the train started off and
were treated to the beautiful Swiss landscape. Thankfully the train had a
restaurant wagon, so hubby dear set off to buy some food. He came back with a
couple of cakes which we gobbled up and felt hungrier than before! We had
forgotten to exchange Euros for Swiss francs, so he had paid by the travel
card. It didn’t help to see our neighbours eating a variety of goodies out of a
paper bag. Soon enough the snack cart also came our way and we got ourselves a
much needed caffeine fix. The landscape got prettier as we progressed and we
began to enjoy the journey. This was supposed to be a 2 hours ride. As we
neared Interlaken, we could see the train moving along a huge lake. I had read
that Interlaken was nestled between 2 lakes (hence the name ) but seeing this
huge sheet of water was heavenly. It stretched on for miles and the greenish
blue hue was almost magical. If we hadn’t been so tired, we would have taken a
few pics. This was the start of many scenic rides to come in Switzerland. I had
also been apprehensive if Switzerland would live up to the hype. After having
grown up with a steady dose of Bollywood movies shot in Swiss, you do tend to
have your expectations high! Besides I had heard some people say that it’s too
touristy and overhyped. Anyway we would
soon find out for ourselves. As we kept admiring the beauty of the lake, we
soon reached Interlaken. It was almost 6 PM, but looked bright and sunny. As per our schedule we should have reached an
hour earlier, so I had planned to visit Harder Kulm if possible. We had read
good reviews about it and the starting point was right opposite the hotel.
Harder Kulm was Interlaken’s home mountain and there was a funicular ride (
just 8 minutes long) to the top which had spectacular views of the 2 lakes and
the mountains around. The last ride back was at 6:40 PM everyday which meant
that we had to miss it L.Our
first task was to find the hotel and we had the walking directions printed from Google. The train station did not have a lift but there was a ramp which made
dragging the luggage easy. As soon as we stepped out we saw a Coop store. I had
read a lot about the Coop (the cooperative stores) and most tourists
recommended picking bread, bun, croissants etc for breakfast from a Coop. We
decided to visit the place later. As we walked out of the station, we asked a
passeby for the Carlton Grand Europe hotel and he pointed to the opposite side
of the road. The hotel was just a few hundred meters away! This thrilled me a
lot and we easily reached the hotel. The hotel manager was very helpful and
after a welcome drink he gave us several brochures, city map and suggestions.
We told him about our Jungfraujoch plans for the next day and he gave us more
brochures. He told us that the bank would be closed but we could use Euros or
card in almost all the places. He gave us a heavy key ( the key chain was like
a small mallet and could be easily used to whack someone in the head!! ) and
also the door code for late night access.
We then went up to our room which was
very spacious with a cute balcony. The bed had 2 small heart shaped chocolates
on it. I had a quick look at the balcony and the views from there. It was
really beautiful. Also the bathroom was huge and this was a welcome change from
our small rooms (and very small baths) in Paris and Amsterdam.
| The room |
| View from balcony |
| Ready to explore the pretty city |
We decided to explore the city and bit and have an early
dinner as we had almost starved the whole day. Also the next day would be long,
so we wanted to have some good rest after the tiring journey. The hotel manager
told us that we could walk along the river or explore the shopping area. We
first decided to walk along the river and and explore the beauty of this
charming town. We saw the started point of Harder Kulm and were disappointed
again. We took some pictures and walking along the river. We saw several people
relaxing and fishing. Some were setting up tripods to indulge in photography.
And some were jogging along the river in shorts! Looking at them made me feel colder.
We took some pictures and walked along. It was a nice relaxing walk for about
half an hour.
| A walk along the river |
| A train speeding along |
Soon we reached the other side of the city and saw a Casino
board. As we crossed it, we saw several shops. To my huge disappointment most
of them were closed. I had heard that shops close early in Europe but it was
just about 7 PM!! There was one huge watch store open, so we decided to
explore. I had planned on buying watches for my parents. We looked around
several brands but nothing caught my fancy. If they did catch my fancy, they
had the potential to wipe out my bank account. We decided to come back the next
day and check more stores while they were open. We were too hungry by now and
started looking for a good place to eat. We walked in the direction of the
hotel so that if we didn’t find a good place, we could eat at the hotel itself.
We saw an interesting shop on the way which reminded us of Amsterdam. The board
said – “The last sex shop in the Jungfrau region”. This made us wonder if there
were there any more shops before this as this was the last one. It was closed
so we could not fuel our curiosity in any way. We saw a nice restaurant and
decided to try it. This was the first fine dining experience of the trip. The staff
was friendly and they pointed out vegetarian options in the menu. We ordered
some Rose wine to make us warm. I decided to try the Pasta with Saffron sauce
and hubby tried the Potato Rosti which was a famous Swiss dish.
| Pasta with saffron sauce |
| Potato Rosti and Rose wine |
We wanted to
try the famous Cheese fondue but decided to leave it for another day. We also
chose to share a soup. The bread and flavoured butter served were simply out of
the world. The butter was rich, creamy and laced with herbs. This was our first
taste of the Swiss dairy products produced by the healthy mountain cows. We
even had a second serving of the assorted breads. The pasta had a very rich and
different flavor (something like Kesar milk) but it was too creamy and greasy
to finish. I had as much as I could. The Rosti was lighter. It was mashed
potatoes with grilled vegetables on top. Both the dishes were bland and we
sprinkled a generous amount of pepper to spice it up. This was really a fine
dine with the bill of around 50 Euros! We told ourselves that it was alright as
we had skipped breakfast and lunch and had snacked the whole day. It was time
to head back to the hotel and sleep. We decided to start early to beat the
tourist crowd for our trip to Jungfraujoch, so we planned to catch the 7:30
train.
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