{"id":421,"date":"2019-10-31T21:29:52","date_gmt":"2019-10-31T21:29:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/buenzliburg.ch\/ontheroadagain\/?p=421"},"modified":"2020-05-03T19:37:37","modified_gmt":"2020-05-03T19:37:37","slug":"moving-mountains","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/buenzliburg.ch\/ontheroadagain\/2019\/10\/31\/moving-mountains\/","title":{"rendered":"Moving Mountains"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Destination: Kugelweg, Hasliberg (Switzerland)<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Travel Diary: <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was a sunny morning, and as often happens on such mornings, we started to feel a sudden urge to go somewhere. Somehow it always happens\u2026 like somebody lighted a fire under our butts! This morning the better half of our little family was dreaming of mountains\u2026 and the other half, well, they were not exactly resisting. Quick search on the internet, and I was pretty sure we should go to Hasliberg. We found a ball path hiking route (Kugelweg Hasliberg<\/a>) planned for families and it was a done deal. Little Princess was jumping up and down because of the excitement and Prince Charming only had to hear a word ball and he was literally running out of the door. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Hasliberg\nit was. We packed a picnic to take with and off we went. We drove to Reuti,\nHasliberg and bought gondola tickets to all of us and wooden nice colored balls\nto the little ones. The weather was bright and sunny. Magical, majestic and\nsimply stunning mountains were surrounding us everywhere within the reach of an\neye. I could not get my eyes off the view. So beautiful\u2026 I couldn\u2019t help but wonder\nGods creativity and imagination while forming this beautiful scenery. Little\npeople where in a hurry, so my thoughts were rudely interrupted and brought\nback to reality\u2026 <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Up we went\nwith the gondola, and landed some 10-15 minutes later to Bidmi Mountain station.\nSmartly enough, the first ball path was placed right next to Bidmi, and the\nkids were occupied for a moment. Happy screams of joy filled the air while they\nwere running back and forth, watching their colorful wooden balls traveling\ndown the ball path. Quick look around revealed that there were some picnic\ntables located nearby, on a shore of a tiny mountain lake. Even thought it was\nlunch time, we were quite not that hungry yet and decided to save the lunch for\nlater and hit the hiking path instead. Down the hill we went, following well-marked\nbut at times relatively steep route.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Second ball\npath was located close enough. Even the smallest member of our family, little\nPrince Charming didn\u2019t lose the interest in between! Some more funny moments, and\nsome escaping wooden little balls rolling down the slope of a mountain. I was\npretty sure at least one of the kids was going to break a leg (or neck!), so\ncarelessly (or so it seemed!) where they sprinting after their balls on a steep\nslope. Little did I know, as I am a child of a flat ground. My kids grew up on\na side of a hill. I keep on forgetting that\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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After some more mountain trails and ball paths we were starving and decided to enjoy our lunch right there on a wooden bench we happened to find. After some hassle everybody was finally seated nicely and was eating sandwiches, cheese, snack tomatoes etc. I had a quiet moment with my sandwich, and got lost in thought second time during the same day. I was marveling the mountain scenery and got reminded of the words of Jesus, the ones that are written in the Bible: If you have faith the size of a mustard seed, you will tell this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you (Matthew 17 verse 20)<\/em>. Yup, I thought, I don\u2019t even have faith size of a mustard seed. I can barely move my backpack, let alone some mountains\u2026 But then again, I don\u2019t know anyone else either who could\u2026 or have you ever heard of someone who actually moved a real mountain???<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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There was I,\nsnaffling pieces of my sandwich and being totally in awe of God\u2019s work, just\nlike so many times before. Do I ever get used to this, the feeling of smallness\nin front of our awesome creator, I wondered. How small are we, with our little\nfaith. And how big is He, forming mountains with His might. At this point our\nlittle Prince Charming dropped a sandwich, butter side down, naturally, and\nstarted crying like the end of the world had just happened. I was shifted back\nto reality in no time and dried his tears, gave him a half of my sandwich and\nthe sun was shining again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Time to move on. After about 4 kilometers of walking and some more exciting ball paths we finally reached Reuti again. Our little Princess had been running down the mountain like some chamois, but little Prince Charming was drained. He couldn\u2019t really walk a straight line anymore, but was refusing from being carried. We were amazed, my dear husband and me, what a tough little partisan he is. After all, he just turned three years old. He didn\u2019t have a pace counter attached but I am sure he outwalked the whole crew going up and down the ball paths million times and still succeeded to walk the whole route with his own little feet. And right there the realization hit me. Maybe I don\u2019t have faith to move any mountains\u2026 but this little guy definitely just moved his mountain! We have so much to learn from kids, I thought.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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On the way\nhome we got seriously stuck in traffic just outside of Lucerne. Oh my, don\u2019t we\never learn? This was not the first time and probably not the last either. If\nyou are ever moving around with a car in Switzerland, remember this: Lucerne is\nnot a place to be during traffic hour. Little mountain mover had fallen asleep\non the backseat. The rest of us decided to turn the radio on in hopes of\nhearing a voice of our friend on the airwaves. This time we were lucky. Our guy\nwas on air and just hosting a wish concert. And so it just happened that we got\nto wish for a song and send some greetings to others stuck in traffic! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The sun had set behind the horizon and the wish concert was over a long time before we finally wheeled the car back to our parking lot. Tired but happy. The day would have been perfect without this little traffic grand finale, but we didn\u2019t let it ruin our happy mood. We can\u2019t always choose the circumstances but what we can choose is the attitude. But no, I am still not able to move mountains. Otherwise I would have jump-buttoned us from the traffic directly to our house in a matter of seconds… Let\u2019s leave the serious mountain-moving-business to all the little Prince Charmings out there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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