Sidenotes: Pilatus has several legends associated with it. It was once believed that dragons lived there (hence, the dragon mascot everywhere)! According to another legend, the body of Pontius Pilate was thrown into a lake on the mountain, and his spirit continues to haunt its heights, unleashing violent storms.
So...on our walk from the bus stop to the cableway, I spotted this beauty (and hey, you should see all the churches I haven't taken pictures of---you'd be proud. I AM showing some constraint!):
This is what the view of the village looked like:
Then we boarded a gondola or cablecar that looked like this:
And we started to get views like this:
See my church below?? |
Yes, we got to ride in THAT on THESE:
And may I just add that when we got to the top of that ridge that is shadowed and looks dark, we came up over the top and there was NOTHING but sheer drop underneath you! It was nature's own little way of providing one super thrill ride. There was a very audible gasp, okay, louder than a gasp, that couldn't have been orchestrated any better! Then it was on up to the top, and these were the kind of things we could see:
The hotel at the top was undergoing some renovation---ugly evidence of construction everywhere, but, oh what a view, off to the left! |
Evidence that we really were there! We had a cute Oriental lady take a picture of both of us here. She must have moved the zoom because the whole frame was full of our faces---not post worthy!!! |
There were some fun things going on while we were up there:
Looking off to one side of the summit, just below the hotel, we could see some hang-gliders getting ready to take off, and they did, right before our eyes! They took a few running steps, and flew like birds!
After a while, though we wished that there would have been more places to just "hang out" up there, we decided to catch the next gondola back down to the station where we had to switch to the small cable cars. There was a restaurant there as well, so we grabbed a true Swiss lunch---bratwurst and Roschti or Rosti (a shredded potato dish). I even took a picture to prove that we eat such things and don't always go to McDonalds, American steakhouses, and French Restaurants!
You can tell what a nice day it was---people in shirt sleeves in some cases! |
Right next to the restaurant was a ropes course, and we had fun watching while we ate:
Then it was back down in the small gondola. We caught a few shots going down:
We had thoroughly enjoyed our day. A walk back to the bus stop, a 15-minute ride back to Luzern, and a walk back to our hotel were next on the agenda. Then, we took a long NAP!
At 6:00 p.m., we were fortunate to catch the world-wide broadcast of our church's General Conference on the internet---full screen, just like a little TV. We got a bite to eat in between sessions and snuck in a walk and another small ice cream cone. 10:00 p.m. here brought us the 2:00 p.m. session from Salt Lake City. I never dreamed that I would be up watching conference at midnight, but hopefully it won't be the last time. I would love to share some of my feelings about what we heard, but will save that for another post!
Sunday morning, after breakfast, we headed for home. Another beautiful day, another enjoyable ride, two more wonderful sessions of conference after we got here. As I posted on FB, after enjoying the beauty of this world on Saturday, I am ever more convinced of Heavenly Father's infinite love. Under his direction, He had the Savior create such a spectacular place for us to dwell. After listening to conference, I am equally impressed that the reason we have such wonderful prophets, apostles, and general church leaders is because Heavenly Father loves us. He wants us back. He's doing everything he can to help that happen; but he won't make it happen, because he knows how necessary it is for us to have agency, to be able to choose for ourselves. We have the option to follow the counsel of these wonderful leaders and then DO wonderful things that will in turn help us BE the kind of people we ought to BE.
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