From Maienfeld we left to Engelberg to see Roger performing in a local jazz concert. This time, the dogs stayed in the hotel during the evening as they were exhausted from all their impressions at the wine festival anyways. The concert which took place in Engelberg’s famous monastery was an amazing experience for me. Although I don’t understand much about music, the music we got to listen to which was mainly piano and Roger with the saxophone, was so incredibly beautiful that I was deeply touched.
The next day we met early for breakfast at Roger’s beautiful country house and then took off for the Fuehrenalp Mountain. The guys decided to climb up on the steep side of the mountain and the girls and the dogs went for a relaxing and chatty walk up. Liwa decided again to play the suicide dog as she would run ahead on the walking path and then come down again vertically off-road to join us which looked quite dangerous. Paulo, as usual was more focused on stealing food from walkers having a break than on climbing adventures. Guys and girls met up again on the top of the mountain where we had a rustic Swiss mountain meal in the chalet. The dogs were again getting a lot of attention and French fries and when I left Paulo with someone else for a second I could in the last minute jump between him and the neighbour’s steak...Paulo always seems to well-behaved and it if often hard to believe how sneaky he really is...
The next day we met early for breakfast at Roger’s beautiful country house and then took off for the Fuehrenalp Mountain. The guys decided to climb up on the steep side of the mountain and the girls and the dogs went for a relaxing and chatty walk up. Liwa decided again to play the suicide dog as she would run ahead on the walking path and then come down again vertically off-road to join us which looked quite dangerous. Paulo, as usual was more focused on stealing food from walkers having a break than on climbing adventures. Guys and girls met up again on the top of the mountain where we had a rustic Swiss mountain meal in the chalet. The dogs were again getting a lot of attention and French fries and when I left Paulo with someone else for a second I could in the last minute jump between him and the neighbour’s steak...Paulo always seems to well-behaved and it if often hard to believe how sneaky he really is...
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