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So, after the beautiful journey to Lucerne, we followed the directions which led us to nowhere! Very nice walk would have been even nicer without the bags we were pulling.
A lady was heading up the road so I asked her for directions, she said she didn't think this hostel was even open anymore, this was not the best news I had heard! Any way on we walked the entire way back o where we had come from and headed in the opposite direction to the map. Then there we were stood face to face with the old prison.
We booked in and had to carry our bags up the stairs, even though we had taken the small bags with us mother still seemed to struggle in carrying the stupid thing. I was faced with a choice...Carry mine and help her or listen the efforts she made to pull it up the steep steps, I went for enjoying the struggle on the first flight and helping on the second - little did I know by the end of the holiday I would have given up on this and be whiteness to my mother hurling and dragging her bag round Europe!
We came to the long corridor of doors, the original cell doors. The hostel had been used as afull time prison up to 1998 the rooms and beds were kept as they were the only difference was the bathroom was enclosed - thank god for small mercy's.
We headed out to get some dinner as we were starving, not before mum had read every piece of memorabilia the place had on show!
We headed out and found a lovely little coffee shop where there was a good menu, of course this caused problems for the little lady as she has a problem making decisions. After a 20 minute (very interesting) conversation we decided on having to vegi meals in case one of us didn't like ours. So, imagine my shock when the waitress comes and mum orders a meat feast pizza...no idea!!!So, then I point out that after the 20 minute conversation she'd still ordered something that really neither one of us had wanted! Over she called the waitress again and re oreder- i wondered what the hell we would get!
After i'd cashed in my premium bonds to afford dinner we headed back out into the snow. We walked all around the shops that were closed and over the wooden bridge. My hips were really starting to hurt my now with all the walking that we had done and i was desperate for a drink, so we headed out trying to find somewhere that sold drinks. Like a supermarket or anything. We walked and walked and finally decided to head back to the train station as there was a small shop there. I got some iced tea and then mum decided that she needed balmed tissues because she now had a cold coming. We went into the chemist where she proceeded to ask for remmiegel, she described it and the poor people working tried really hard to give her other options but nothing was good enough so after what seemed like forever, I asked why she needed it and she said she didn't it was just in case! We swiftly left the chemist never to return again.
Once we got back to the prison cell we were staying in and I had downed half the litre of ice tea. We went to sleep, the only problem with this is that when your head is next to a pipe that bangs all night it becomes very annoying and not to mention hot...of course you can't open the window due there being bars at it.
Anyway luckily I had my mum to keep me company, sadly with a cold she was fast asleep and snoring like the little trooper that she is! I couldn't take it anymore so I gave her a little slap to which she woke and had the audacity to say 'I've not been sleeping very well!' Not been sleeping well, not been sleeping well - I was livid! Then to make things worst she says if it's that bad i'd put your ear plugs in! Ironically I had tried to do but when I reached to get them I realised that someone else had put them in and that there's were in there bag which i could not see or get. What a wonderful night's sleep that was.
The next day we headed out after breakfast and had a hot chocolate looking over the water, mum only embarrassed herself trying to get on the stool! We collected out bags popped and got some balmed tissues a box...which mother kept in her bag...embarrassment number 12! Mother then asked if i'd like some ibuprophen....this would have been awesome when I felt like my hips were hanging off but now i didn't really need it! We then dragged our bags to the train station and headed off to Interlarken!
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