Minutes before reaching our destination, we were awed by the magnificent view of the mountains.
Ooh...we can't wait to get off the train...
Here we are, at Schwyz, in less than an hour from Zurich with a change at Zug station. Alternatively you could change at Arth-Goldau.
Time is short since shops close early on Sat, so we took the advice of the officer in the Tourist Office to visit Victorinox first before heading off to a small village, Muotathal, to eat the award-winning cherry cake.
Am so excited seeing the vast greenland...ya we both seem very deprived...probably we were cows or sheep in our previous lives ;p
As Schwyz is somewhat like a valley with flat lowland, you could see the alps afar. And you could see the contrast of the green mountains vs the snowy alps.
According to Uncle Tan's colleague, this place receives the least amount of sunlight in Winter due to its location which was between the twin peaks of Mythen mountain.
I wonder if they are more prone to depression here...
On our way to Victorinox.
It was almost lunch time and in order not to miss our cherry cake, we decided to pack sandwiches to eat along the way to Muotathal, which takes about 30 mins (actually less cos the bus doesn't stop at every stops) to reach there from Schwyz.
A hungry woman is an image-less woman - for me lah ;p
Munching the cold sandwich by the river.
It's our first time eating cold sandwiches and hey, they taste Gooood!
It's a little noisy though as the river flow was pretty rapid.
Muotathal is somewhat similar to Interlaken, where it's serves as the interchange for people travelling to the various alps. So during winter time, this place would be full of tourists.
Sunflowers are aplenty here during summer and they are huge!
I'm wearing an XL-sized blouse :p ...from the kid's dept which I bought at a discount hehe...
I find the tombstones here very unique and having very nice crosses. This cemetery is so well-maintained with all the pretty flowers plus the mountains as the backdrop. It's like heaven on earth.
Imagine exercising here everyday...shiokadooze...(minus the cold).
And we found a family rearing bees.
A tiny Ah Kin.
We are indeed insignificant comparing to nature.
We climbed up a slope to see what was on the other side and saw a dyke.
Oh it was very windy up here and fortunately I had my tights on keke ;p
Anyway, no one around also lah.
Saw some sheep lazing around in the shade.
Not many years left to be able to pose like this haha ;D
This should be the school for the village here. A very small one with a mini-size basketball court and a small playground.
Here we are, at the village's bakery called "Schelbert", which sells the famous cherry cake. After alighting from the bus at Muotathal, which is also the terminal, walk back and turn in to the first street. There's one bakery on your right, that's not the one. Walk further down and you'll see this pink building. Apparently there are only 2 bakeries in this place. They even have a website: www.conditorei.ch.
Here it is, the Muotathaler Rahmkirsch Torte.
We both thought it should look be red in colour and were caught by surprise that it's white actually made of cherry liquor. The cream is light and fluffy, and the sponge is light and airy. The kirsch is not as overpowering and the sweetness lingers in your mouth. The white chocolate shavings were so thin that it melts in your mouth instantly unlike the ones we had which takes some time to melt. We both like it as it wasn't too sweet and you won't feel ger lak after eating it.
We bought another cake back which was also award-winning. But by the time we get back, the cake melted. The lady at the shop said it can last and we thought she had packed dry ice for us ...arghhh...nevermind, we'll be back again.
Time is short since shops close early on Sat, so we took the advice of the officer in the Tourist Office to visit Victorinox first before heading off to a small village, Muotathal, to eat the award-winning cherry cake.
Am so excited seeing the vast greenland...ya we both seem very deprived...probably we were cows or sheep in our previous lives ;p
As Schwyz is somewhat like a valley with flat lowland, you could see the alps afar. And you could see the contrast of the green mountains vs the snowy alps.
According to Uncle Tan's colleague, this place receives the least amount of sunlight in Winter due to its location which was between the twin peaks of Mythen mountain.I wonder if they are more prone to depression here...
Yes, and we get excited when we hear cowbells.
We followed the sound and saw these moo moos grazing from a distance.
We followed the sound and saw these moo moos grazing from a distance.
On our way to Victorinox.
It was almost lunch time and in order not to miss our cherry cake, we decided to pack sandwiches to eat along the way to Muotathal, which takes about 30 mins (actually less cos the bus doesn't stop at every stops) to reach there from Schwyz.There were many nice scenic places on-route and we were so tempted to alight at one of the stops. But due to the infrequent bus schedule and we had to rush off to Brunnen, we decided to make a trip to Schwyz on another day :)
A hungry woman is an image-less woman - for me lah ;p
Munching the cold sandwich by the river.It's our first time eating cold sandwiches and hey, they taste Gooood!
It's a little noisy though as the river flow was pretty rapid.
It was a quiet little town with few people. Guess we were the only Asians there that day.
Muotathal is somewhat similar to Interlaken, where it's serves as the interchange for people travelling to the various alps. So during winter time, this place would be full of tourists.
Sunflowers are aplenty here during summer and they are huge!
I find the tombstones here very unique and having very nice crosses. This cemetery is so well-maintained with all the pretty flowers plus the mountains as the backdrop. It's like heaven on earth.
Imagine exercising here everyday...shiokadooze...(minus the cold).
And we found a family rearing bees.
A tiny Ah Kin.We are indeed insignificant comparing to nature.
We climbed up a slope to see what was on the other side and saw a dyke.
Oh it was very windy up here and fortunately I had my tights on keke ;pAnyway, no one around also lah.
Saw some sheep lazing around in the shade. Uncle Tan was a little disappointed not having close encounters with the cows. Guess it's too hot for them to be out in mid-day. We're really deprived huh?
Not many years left to be able to pose like this haha ;D
This should be the school for the village here. A very small one with a mini-size basketball court and a small playground.
It was a pleasant walk in this village and we spent quite some time admiring the place.
Here we are, at the village's bakery called "Schelbert", which sells the famous cherry cake. After alighting from the bus at Muotathal, which is also the terminal, walk back and turn in to the first street. There's one bakery on your right, that's not the one. Walk further down and you'll see this pink building. Apparently there are only 2 bakeries in this place. They even have a website: www.conditorei.ch.
Here it is, the Muotathaler Rahmkirsch Torte.We both thought it should look be red in colour and were caught by surprise that it's white actually made of cherry liquor. The cream is light and fluffy, and the sponge is light and airy. The kirsch is not as overpowering and the sweetness lingers in your mouth. The white chocolate shavings were so thin that it melts in your mouth instantly unlike the ones we had which takes some time to melt. We both like it as it wasn't too sweet and you won't feel ger lak after eating it.
It started raining whilst we were having the cake in their cafe. Fortunately it was a passing shower.
We bought another cake back which was also award-winning. But by the time we get back, the cake melted. The lady at the shop said it can last and we thought she had packed dry ice for us ...arghhh...nevermind, we'll be back again.
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