On the morning of 12 April, Natasha and I woke up at a painful 7:30 to start our journey towards Montreux. We had only a few change-overs, and one happened to be in Interlaken Ost; having an hour or so to kill, we decided to walk around and see the area. There was nothing too spectacular about it; I saw no castles or other great architecture, and we certainly didn’t have time to find any museums, but it was a beautiful day and quite scenic. The picture above hints at but doesn’t quite do justice to the colourfulness of the place. And yes, the water really is an unreal teal colour.The train that bore us from Interlaken to Montreux, however, was amazing. Our 4-day rail passes somehow entitled us to take the “GoldenPass Panoramic” line, which, as the name suggests, is a very scenic trip through the Alps on a train that’s made up of a lot of window. Furthermore, as luck would have it, it only rained for about 5 minutes.
Going down into Montreux, which is on the northeastern shore of Lac Léman (Lake Geneva), was reminiscent of riding into the Grand Canyon on mule-back: a very narrow path, with very sharp turns, winding its way down down down.. Only this time, we were on a train. Granted, a very small train (I think there were only 3 or 4 cars), but still somewhat hair-raising to see only mountainside through one window and a very steep drop out the other. We did survive, however, to take another very short train ride from the station at Montreux to the extremely impressive Château de Chillon. Which is another entry entirely.
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