We decided to take the easy route up one of the mountains. There was a funicular up the side, and we decided that since we were fit and healthy *coughs* we'd walk up! It wouldn't be that difficult!
Still feeling good, not even a third of the way up the hill.
It was a seriously beautiful view, and definitely worth going up for... but I was dying! Honestly, I couldn't breathe and needed to sit down, my legs were like jelly by the time we got to the top. It took 45 minutes to walk up and I wanted to die. Edwina, stood next to me in the above picture, suffered as much wearing a dress and flip flops.
I sure was glad to get to the bottom to eat this!
We all met up for dinner in the evening where we went to this cute little restaurant in a traditional log cabin. There was a traditional band playing, and there were seating areas upstairs and down. We were lucky to have the band downstairs to begin with. I was so excited as soon as I saw my favourite thing on the menu: pork knuckle! I had to have it, and yes, that is a side of fried potatoes with bacon, but I climbed a mountain that day, I deserved it!