Saturday, March 5, 1983
Marsha Cr and I went down to the train station, seeing photos of
the
Fastnacht parade on display along Bahnhofstrasse. We bought half-price
tickets to Bern for 6.60 CHF/$3.30 and caught the 11:34 train, arriving at
about 12:00. We went to the Solothurn Zollikofen Bern Bahn (SZB) station and
bought half-price tickets for 1.40 CHF/70 cents to Schönbühl. Took the 12:31
train and arrived 15 minutes later. We actually got off at the Shoppyland stop.
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Bern to Shoppyland ticket |
Shoppyland is a mall supposedly modeled after U.S. malls. It was bright orange
on the outside, and inside it was chaos. Most shops had no defined fronts and
spilled out into the corridor. Many shops had no walls, and it was if it was a
giant department store with easy access from one department to another. It was
not laid out in an organized fashion. People pushed shopping carts all around
the mall, in and out of shops, up the rolling ramps, out to the parking lot.
Restaurants and cafés were scattered about. There were plastic plants, pools
and fountains, and was generally self-serve.
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Shoppyland to Bern ticket |
After wandering around, we went to
the station to catch the 14:37 train to Bern, where we shopped for bikinis. Ran
to catch the 15:53 train to Biel that was standing room only. Arrived at 16:30
with people coming home with rolled up banners, drums, and painted faces from
what was probably a women’s demonstration.
Sunday, March 6, 1983
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Train day pass |
Marsha C and I caught the 9:34 train to Bern, changing to the
10:16 train to Fribourg. There we waited for the 10:50 local train towards
Lausanne, getting off in Romont at about 11:10. We climbed the hill to the
walled town, as cars sped down the winding cobblestoned road. We walked
around the northern ramparts and at the western end we turned into the main
square. We stopped in a confiserie to buy a cake for 5.60 CHF/$2.80. Headed up
to the Eglise Collégiale Notre-Dame-de-l'Assomption/collegiate
Church of Our Lady of the Assumption, where the chancel looked ancient and most
of the rest was rebuilt. We were here to see the series of modern stained glass
windows by the painter Alexandre Cingria, depicting the twelve apostles, but it
was often difficult to discern a human figure. Other stained glass windows were
on the opposite side, but the most impressive were in the chancel, depicting
the Annunciation and Assumption. The chancel was enclosed by an iron grille
with fancy spikes atop it. The choir had carved wooden stalls. We then walked
over to the castle and into its quiet courtyard. We looked south over the
ramparts at the Alps, then headed west. At the western end of the town was a
playground and we took advantage of the swings before eating our picnic lunch
of bread, ham and cheese. We watched a girl and her dog “Icky” at play.
We continued around
the ramparts and down stairs to the road to the train station, where we boarded
the 12:50 one-car train to Bulle. The conductor checked our tickets, then went
to drive the train! This train stopped at bus shelter-type stations where if
you want the train to stop you have to pull a switch. We arrived in Bulle about
13:20, and went to board the narrow-gauge train to Montbovin. Ten minutes later
we were closer to the snow-covered mountains and got off at Gruyères. First we
went to the model cheese factory to see the photos explaining the cheese-making
process and to see the generalized cheese info slide show. Down below us,
fellows in white aprons and boots seemed to be making a mess as they cleaned.
They took apart a couple gadgets, scrubbed and hung them up, and hosed water
everywhere. The bearded guy we could see below also showed up in many of the
slides! We passed brine baths and an earlier cheese cellar, and went outside.
We started hiking up to the fortified town of , with patches of snow
here and there, but it was starting to look like springtime! We walked through
Belluard, the picturesque defense-work which once guarded the main entrance of
the town. At the present entrance we looked out at Moléson mountain and down
into town. The main street was lined with old houses with overhanging eaves,
shuttered windows, and wrought-iron signs. There were lots of people at outdoor
tables. We found the tiny
La Calvaire/Wayside Cross church (16C) at one
end, and headed to the other end to see the grain measures hollowed out of
stone blocks. We saw the Chalamala House of the jester with the delicately
carved stone window frames. We arrived at the castle (
1270-1282) and paid the 2 CHF/$1 entrance fee.
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Château de Gruyères ticket |
We looked out from the terrace on
the peaceful valley below. We toured the castle, entering through an old
kitchen, then through several period rooms of old furniture, painted walls,
etc. One room contained three gold-embroidered mourning copes from the Order of
the Golden Fleece, which were part of the booty in a battle. There were a few
tapestries, and a couple rooms of paintings mostly done by the Bovys, an
artistic family who kept up the castle. The heraldic crane was seen everywhere,
especially in one room on a fireback, the hearth, on the ceiling, carved into
furniture, in the stained glass windows, etc. The St John’s chapel was on the
terrace, and I finally saw the lake formed by the Rossens Dam. We left the
castle and walked down to the bigger church of St Théodule, and to peek out the
“back door” of the town. We returned to the train station, and at the small bar
at the cheese factory, we had drinks. I had tea, and Marsha had a Rivella (soft
drink made from milk whey).
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Cheese factory drinks receipt |
We caught the 15:31 train to Bulle. We hurried to
the Musée Gruérien and paid the 3 CHF/$1.50 entrance fee. We scanned the small
well-laid out museum of local crafts and artifacts, then hurried back to catch
the 16:05 train to Romont, changing to the 16:35 to Bern, arriving at 17:10. We
stopped at a flower shop to buy a rose. A
Guggenmusik/brass and drum
band from Basel marched through the train station, gave a concert under the
Treffpunkt/Meeting
Point, and marched off to catch their train. We boarded the 17:53 train to
Biel. When we got back to the
Personalhaus/staff residence, we knocked on Jong-Soon’s door to
sing “Happy Birthday” and present her with the rose and the cake.
Tuesday, March 8,
1983
Had a dentist
appointment at 11:00. He showed me the x-rays with a couple cavities, and after
probing my teeth, he decided one was not a cavity. Then without novocaine:
drill, drill, drill. Very nerve wracking! Finally a finer drill, then dab, dab,
dab with the silver filling. I have another appointment in 6 weeks to get the
silver polished.
After work Ruth
D drove Marsha C and me to her Gymnastik/exercise class.
Very little music and a lot of NDT movement (rotation). Not what Marsha and I
were looking for, since we have experienced aerobics classes in the U.S. with
lots of music and more dance moves. Barbara S and her friend Ilise also came
to observe, and they were interested. Marsha and I walked home after the hour
class.
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