Posts about Brienz BE
I had the great pleasure of working in the small lakeside village on the shores of the turquoise-blue lake of the same name for over seven years, in the central Swiss region of canton Bern. Brienz is principally a traditional village, from the violin-makers’ school to a plethora of carpenters, joiners and woodwork artists. Busy in the summer with tourists travelling between Lucerne and Interlaken, and peaceful in the winter season, it’s high on my list of places to visit in the Bernese Oberland: not just for the quaint traditional feel but also as a great starting point for a boat trip along the lake, or a post bus trip up into the mountains.
A personal review of my years with my previous employer in Brienz, primarily for my own photo bookshelf.
I’ve been taking a rest from photography for a while, as I had become addicted to finding “the next photo” and it was taking over much of what I did. (Hence the lack of updates here at Permanent Tourist.) I’ve been able to get my fix at work over the past weeks, where I’ve been…
Photos from my last day in Brienz after seven and a half years with Gossweiler Media AG are now online at Flickr.
So this is what it feels like to be on a last day at work. Not much different from any day over the past few weeks, as I began winding down some time ago and I completed all the clearing out of desks, drawers and files last week. Today, it’s just finishing up bits and…
In a day less than two weeks, I shall be leaving this office for the last time.
Photos of the desk at which I developed most of the websites produced by Mountain Multi Media in Brienz.
There was a work car parked outside which no-one was using over lunchtime, so I decided to pinch it and drive up a random mountain road. I drove higher and higher as the road got narrower and narrower, avoiding small rocks in the road and marvelling at the panoramic view toward Meiringen in the east…
Almost every day, without fail by fine weather, this woman walks with her child in a pushchair along the lakeside path opposite my office. Every time, the child is wearing her hair in bunches and a pair of oversized dark sunglasses and they pause on these rocks for the mother to take photographs. The mother…
