Jungfrau (2)

The tram was very charming, going up slowly letting passengers hear of rickety sounds caused by gears underneath it matching the track. After transferring at the halfway station, Kleine Scheidegg, the view became even more mysterious. The bottom of valley opened up widely as if absorbeding everything. Wild animals were living their own life without distress and the higher the tram went up, the less trees were seen, but the more ragged surfaces were(?) a sprinkle of snow appeared. It came into a dim tunnel through the top. Despite the blinded view, I was getting more excited at what would be in store for me as good as riding Disney rides.

Finally it arrived at the top, 3454m from the sea level, all the way from 1000m. It was like a my featuring entertainment. There are plenty of activities inside from a standing dynamic theater on a path, ice-curving statues to interactive exhibitions. Nevertheless I single-mindedly fought a way to an observation deck in order to suffice my high-beating heart. Seeking out the way leaking a shine of outside, I was led to the place. It was stunning moment. The tips of mountains consistsing of the Alps were seen with my bare eyes, chunks of clouds were underneath, and the sky was intensively blue. When I looked downward, I was feeling like ascended to the heaven and watching down a deep ocean. It helped me backtrack my entire memory from my birth through the presence and admiration of the achievements. What’s there to hope? That moment was one of signatures in the 38-day adventure won’t be wiped away and brought to my grave.