Grindelwald

If you've not seen Grindelwald then feast your eyes on its magnificence. I think that if I were to see a landscape so breathtaking in person, then I'd probably implode.

The reason I'm bringing up this fantastic region of the alps is that I was there last night. In a dream at least. It was a terribly odd dream; but one thing that stood out clearly was briefly staying in a cabin on the slopes of that incredible mountain.

There were lots of elements to the dream, including a football match, a unicorn, preparing for hip surgery, Blaine the train (choo-choo and that's the truth), and a selfish old woman. As usual, it didn't make much sense. The alps were great though.

The last part of the dream was a cat stuck in my room and meowing for me to let it out. I instinctively got up out of bed to open my door... then realised I don't have a cat and that it had been a dream. I looked at the clock and found myself awake an hour earlier than necessary. Much grumbling followed.