Grüss-di aus Andermatt! Wir sind in Gasthaus Skiklub, auf Gotthardstrasse. That’s enough German: predictive text is being unhelpful.
So there were quite a lot of trains yesterday and today:
|Amsterdam Centraal||18:55||Arnhem Centraal||19:59|
|Arnhem Centraal||20:44||Duisburg Hbf||22:14|
|Duisburg Hbf||23:13||Basel SBB||06:22|
It’s amazing how much waiting this involved, and mounting and dismounting of luggage. I ended up wearing my wee rucksack over my camel to minimise changeovers. Our normal system is for Elly to get on the train with a bike. I then pass her the other bike, then the panniers, then get on the train.
We didn’t get a lot of sleep on the Duisburg-Basel train. We nabbed a pair of seats each but neither of us could find comfortable positions to lie in. In the end, I got to sleep some time after 2am, sitting with my head resting on Squidge-pig on the tray-table in front of me.
The train from Brig Bahnhofplatz was crowded for the first few stops. there were bike-hanging places in the passenger canines but we were helped by the guard to lift Lev and Fidel into a goods van.
The train to Andermatt wound its way along the Rhône’s very twisty valley for quite a while, before a long tunnel that emerged a couple of stops before Andermatt. We cycle about 600 metres to our hotel: tarmac almost all the way. This was followed by the first espresso and Eiskaffee of the trip, watching roadents and mountain-bikers go by, then a short walking-pole aided walk around Andermatt. I hope the photos do it some justice! Click the thumbnails to see the full-size photos.
Now nodding out over dinner and Eichhof beers. Zzzzzzzzzz!