Our stop near lucern became a trip up the mountain to Engleberg, thanks to an overbooked hotel. The small Swiss town had plenty of clothing, bike and ski shops.
Being named Engleberg, the city paid tribute to its heavenly name with painted statues of angels throughout the town. Outside of out hotel was one covered with large mirrored tiles. By the furniture and home goods store, a red angel with a present for her head welcomed shoppers. A figure painted like the mountain sky watched over the town platz, lit by a street light that appeared to give her a halo.
Most of us would have been satisfied with a quiet day in this small town. Only a view from the top of a mountain could top this. So up mt. Stanserhorn we went.
I'll send that picture shortly, as we could see peak after peak of the alps. The green hills to the valley below were dotted with houses surrounding a serene lake, the lake around which Lucerne is built. If you ever have the chance to got up one of these mountains, it is worth every penny. The enduring memory of my trips up the mountain are of vast expanse and enduring peace.
All the way up the mountain and around our hotel were herds of cattle. They all wear bells around their necks that make the nicest symphony of sounds. I bought an antiqued one for my souvenir. I wonder if it will sound as good on my door.
Finally, we made a trip to the Löwendenkmal, a return trip I had much anticipated. Carved into a sheer stone cliff above a reflecting pool is the monument to the swiss guard members who, at the order of their French king, laid down their weapons to face an angry mob. They were slaughtered, and the lion (representation of the swiss guard) lies dying next to his weapons, a broken spear in his back and his paw protecting a shield with a fleur de leis (the french throne).
We didn't spend much time here, but Mom and I returned later in the day. It is a peaceful place infused with honor and respect,
A full day to say the least, seeing the lions, angels and bells.
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