Showing posts with label Interlaken. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Interlaken. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Italy - Interlaken - 12.7.1957

 Interlaken, Italy - 12.7.1957

Dear Penny,

     I wish you could have seen Susy and me riding in this sledge today.  A woman ran behind us, holding onto the handles you can see, to steer it.  Half way along the track, the dogs all sad down and refused to go any further.  Susy says it was because they thought I was too heavy!  However, the man told them how brave and wonderful they were (in French) and they got up and finished the trip.  It was great fun.

     Lots of love, Nan
Interlaken, Italy - 12-7-1957

Dear Merry,

     We stopped at the station today where thee marmosets live.  Aren't they pets?  Yesterday night we went to a play and saw lots of real live cows, goats and horses on the stage.  It wasn't a usual stage, but a part of a forest.  The cows and goats wore big bells on their necks and they sounded very good.

     Lots of love, Nan

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Switzerland - Interlaken - 8.7.1957

 Hotel Du Lac, Interlaken. Switzerland - 8.7.1957

Dear Pennie,

     Everything in the picture, except the Swiss flag, is ice!  We hope to be there tomorrow.  On Wednesday, we are going by train for the day to Stresa, which is in Italy.  The train is called 'The Blue Arrow'. I think I sent you all cards when I was in Stresa last time.

     Lots of love, Nan


Hotel Du Lac, Interlaken, Switzerland - 8.7.1957

Dear Timmy,

     We will be riding in this train tomorrow and will be 11,333 feet up in the air!  I collected Susy from school on Saturday and for the first hour she kept explaining things to me in French!  I thought she had forgotten how to speak English.

     Lots of love, G.A.N.


Hotel Du Lac, Interlaken, Switzerland - 8.7.1957

Dear Merry,

     Isn't this a fine house?  I have seen a lot like this in Switzerland.  There is a big thunder storm at the moment.  We could jump into the river from our bedroom window if we wanted to, but I don't think we will.  It would frighten all the white swans.

     Lots of love, Nan