Days earlier, we had been prohibited from swimming in a certain lake in Emmetten. The owner of the property even threatened to sue us if we attempted to, but that wasn’t enough to stop us. With yet another successful swim under our belt, we decided to embark on our final journey to Interlaken. Interlaken is a small resort town in central Switzerland surrounded by giant snowy peaks and two bright turquoise lakes, Lake Thun and Lake Brienz. This would be an excellent way to end the trip in style.
With a day of fun and a lifetime of memories, we decided to leave the Italian Riviera and get back to our roots. Surrounded by gourmet Italian cuisine, vineyards and views of the Mediterranean, we felt as if we were a little out of place. We felt so grateful to have experienced this wonderful part of the world, but in all honesty, we preferred swimming in the lakes in Switzerland and drying our bathing suits out the back window of the car (a technique we used to rapidly dry our clothes while on the go, patent pending).
It was nice to finally be back in Konstanz, even though we were only a few hours away from getting back on the road. My brother asked me where I was planning on taking us. “We're going to push on through to the coast.” I said, with great confidence. “I want to show you the Mediterranean.”