Zweilutschinen: party village?

Last week a benign, slightly tiddly skier boarded the bus at Zweilutschinen. Last night, it was an abusive and aggressive  drunk in a Bayern Munich bomber jacket. Is there a secret night club in Zweilutschinen where everyone (those in the know anyway) goes to party?  If you know the place, you wouldn’t think so and I suppose they are just refugees from the bars of Grindelwald.

Earlier in the day I woke to find fresh snow on the ground, which would have been fine, if I had not been in London.  As it was, we were one step away from a state of emergency.  Most flights were cancelled – it’s a Pavlovian reaction unrelated to what is happening really – but my flight slipped under the wire.

So I was on the 23.04 post bus as usual and when we reached Zweilutschinen, a member of the railway station staff stopped the bus short of its usual halt and poured the Bayern Munich fan through the door. As I say, he was abusive and aggressive to the world in general, but after a few minutes he collapsed in a heap on the back seat.  When we reached Lauterbrunnen, he was fast asleep.  He might be there still.

Mrs IS and I found fresh snow on the ground again this morning and although it kept snowing until early afternoon, the visibility was good.

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The north face of the Eiger in the afternoon

The snow was not just good, but absolutely fantastic and it was a great day,  capped by the best ski of the season on the downhill course.

A wonderful day brought 10,380 vertical metres in 22 lift rides.

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