Thoughts on the way from Interlaken to Merligen

From the diary of the pilgrim James

So this is it, the famous Interlaken. The place where all tourists "pilgrimage" on their Swiss journey, not without admiring the Jungfrau, the mighty rock massif, at least from below, if they don't venture quite so high. Palace hotels, trendy shops, strollers, and carriages betray the bustle of the area. The two churches—the Roman Catholic and the Reformed—at Interlaken Castle offer tranquility. Villas and hotels also accompany me on my hike along Lake Thun, past the cool caves of the hermit Beatus. I'm tempted to offset the arduous hike with a comfortable wellness holiday on Lake Thun.
Sarah Berger and Fritz Huber were waiting for me in Amsoldingen. They said Interlaken was too touristy, and the ancient pilgrimage site had long since been lost. Just meeting and talking with people from foreign countries was enriching for them.

Lake Thun

For reflection on the way

"I ascend to the Beatus Caves and learn that Beatus and Justus were messengers of faith. If Beatus was the dragon slayer, I see him as a symbol of the fight for good."

On days like these, when never-satisfied longing hammers against closed gates, when brokenness hurts more, when homesickness intrudes more inescapably, do not leave me without your angel, for abandonment finds me more defenseless than usual, and my thoughts wander into the past, sadness clings to every step.
AS Nägeli

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