Day 7 Pfaffikon to Alpthal
It's the cows' shed. They sauntered out underneath our dorm of 16 beds - and only us. As they moved out from being milked they paused below our window, not to welcome us, but to have their head cleaned or scratched with one of those car wash type rotators. Then the milker began washing them before they entered their day long dining room to refuel yet again. On our floor just down the tool shed [...]