The "Alpenzug" - they really close the road for this...
Our fellow teachers (Aubrey, Allison, Amy-Jo and Anne)
The little village of Plaffeien had such a celebration called an "Alpenzug" and we heard such great things about it that we just had to go. As I said, the day was beautiful blue with just a little fog. Unfortunately, a long Stau (German for traffic jam), a forgotten backpack (I must admit it was mine) and a couple of wrong turns delayed our group of teachers from getting to Plaffeien for the start of the Alpenzug. We were afraid that we might miss the cows but God was looking out for our intrepid band of travellers - as we were about 8 km from Plaffeien travelling down a two lane road, we saw in the distance a huge herd of cows coming down this same main road. There was a team of folks moving everyone off of the road to a pull-off area. We scrambled out of the car and started taking pictures. The cacophony of bells was incredibly loud - we had to practically yell to hear each other over the wonderful clanging of the cow bells. Wow! What an experience. (Try the video below...) The herdsmen were dressed in their "Alpenzug" best, carrying along their beverage of choice for the long trip down to the new pastures.
"Well, we have to eat anyway..."
Swiss Folk dancing - reminds me a bit of round dancing
Wood carver, plying his trade
But it all evens out. When we finally got into the center of the festivities, we met other friends from school, some students and their parents, watched some Swiss folk-dancing, listened to Alpine horns, ate wurst and melted cheese Raclette (yum!) and just had a blessed time. One of our highlights was meeting the "hat lady" - she had a booth in town selling hats. Our fellow teachers starting looking for hats to purchase and we got to talking with the hat lady. She was running the same business her mother had started 97 years ago. Even though she was born and raised in this same village, she graciously spoke in high German so that I could understand and translate for the rest of the group. When I told her about us - that we were Americans, she got a huge grin on her face and clapped her hands together. She was so excited to meet us. We gestured, stumbed through our German, laughed and throughly enjoyed our little hat lady. It made the trip down to Plaffeien most memorable.
The hat-lady and Anne having a laugh. Something about putting her head in that vice...
I think she wanted to adopt all of them.
We are surely blessed to be here.
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