A cold, cold afternoon

It had been a beautifully sunny start to the day, but by the time we’d driven up to Grindelwald, the clouds had taken over and the temperature had plummeted. We had to use a plastic loyalty card to scrape the ice from the inside of the cable car window, and the fondue at the mountain restaurant, for which we’d come, was a little disappointing. We enjoyed the afternoon anyway, and bought cake on the way home.