Sometimes all that this heart yearns for is a few days off, a few days away from this repetitive rigmarole that you know as life. A few days away from home into the oblivion, if possible. Well, oblivion seems like an exaggeration perhaps but you get my point, don’t you? A few days away from all that you know, away from everything stressful in life, a holiday!
Even for a reluctant traveler like me, a vacation is something that is eagerly awaited. I might be unwilling to catch that early morning flight that starts of my trip but once I’m at the destination, I soak in everything that is humanly possible. From the air to the culture, the streets to the food, everything there is to it.
Here, I should point out something I have experienced during my travels. Wherever you go, there’s always one particular aspect of that place that captures your fancy; a facet that you eventually end up relating that place with for years to come. That’s exactly what happened when I reached Switzerland last year.
You hear about how beautiful Switzerland is. You often read about how mesmerizing it is as well. But let me tell you, nothing prepares you for that first sight. Yes, trust me, nothing, and I mean nothing, prepares you for the overwhelming feeling on first laying eyes on it. It’s something very close to first love, only better.
Switzerland is like a painting on a canvas beyond compare. Not Picasso, not even Da Vinci could have done justice to what lies in front of you. Never have I seen colors so vivid and beauty so fragile that you can’t help but be bewitched. Even today Switzerland is like a virgin blushing beauty, untouched and unscathed.
Of-course, everything in Switzerland deserves pages after pages of accolades but it was Mt. Titlis
that took my heart away. The journey to it and the experience of it all is something I hold very dear.
I had always wanted to see the Alps actually, a must on my ‘To Visit’ list. Mt. Titlis gave me the opportunity to experience Alps from close quarters. And boy! I loved every second of it.
We had taken a tourist bus from Zurich to our destination in the Uri Alps. Seated on the top deck, at the front I must add, we witnessed Switzerland’s true beauty. Those lush green hills, beautiful cottages, streams and springs, the bridges and more. And beyond all of those the gargantuan Alps.
The cable cars took us from the base camp to the top. Now, I don’t remember what the height of Mt. Titlis is but I do remember switching cable cars thrice. Needless to say, the view from each of those was something beyond any words in my vocabulary. Everything looked as if being carved out of a work of art, a masterpiece in every frame really. You have to see it, experience it to believe it. I felt as though I was missing out on the view on the east if I looked west and vice versa. Every frame was picture perfect.
The cliff walk, the glacier caves and authentic Swiss food so many thousand meters above the sea level is an experience that can only be described as being out of the world. Maybe the pictures I clicked of the journey can give you a glimpse into the enormity of its splendor?
I had read 'Upon Westminster Bridge' by William Wordsworth while in school. It was about London’s beauty in the wee hours of the morning. He wrote,
‘EARTH has not anything to show more fair:
Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
A sight so touching in its majesty’
Well, I felt the same way about Switzerland
on that visit. You couldn’t possibly come back from a trip there and not be head over heels in love with its beauty. You would have to be devoid of an eye for nature, an eye for all things pristine to actually be unmoved by it. Thankfully, I felt and lived every moment of my time there. And I know I’ll be back there again, maybe very soon!