After a good night’s sleep, we headed downstairs to enjoy a beautiful breakfast.

Andrea at breakfast.
Andrea at breakfast.
Breakfast.
Breakfast.
Breakfast.
Breakfast.
Breakfast.
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Breakfast.
Breakfast.
Breakfast.

After breakfast, we went back upstairs to our room to get organised for the day.

Andrea, ready to head out for the day.
Andrea, ready to head out for the day.

We decided that our first activity for the day would be a trip to Lucerne. Rather than drive, we opted to take the ferry. The hotel arranged for a car to drive us down to the ferry stop, where we had a few minutes to enjoy the scenery before the ferry arrived.

We boarded the ferry just after 10:30 am, and settled in for the trip to Lucerne. We got a lovely view of our hotel on the way past.

The Park Hotel.
The Park Hotel.

The stops along the way were all very pretty.

The ferry stop at Stansstad.
The ferry stop at Stansstad.
Leaving Stansstad, looking back up to the Burgenstock Hotel.
Leaving Stansstad, looking back up to the Burgenstock Hotel.

We arrived in Lucerne just before midday, and just as it started to rain. We disembarked and put on our rain jackets before venturing out from under cover. Fortunately, the rain didn’t last long. We left the wharf and walked into the Old Town, via the Chapel Bridge.

The Chapel Bridge was built in the mid-14th century, but the adjoining water tower was built in the late 13th century. In 1993, a fire destroyed around two thirds of the bridge and 86 of the 111 unique 17th-century triangular paintings that decorated the bridge rafters. The damaged sections of the bridge were rebuilt quickly and the bridge reopened in 1994.

Keith and Andrea, with the Chapel Bridge in the background.
Keith and Andrea, with the Chapel Bridge in the background.
Chapel Bridge.
Chapel Bridge.

We enjoyed walking around the Old Town. The buildings were quite beautiful and very well preserved.

Decorative wrought-iron and gold guild sign in Lucerne’s Old Town.
Decorative wrought-iron and gold guild sign in Lucerne’s Old Town.

Next, we walked to the Musegg Wall. The wall and its towers are part of the historic fortifications around the Old Town. The walk up to the wall was very steep but nowhere near as steep as the stairs inside the tower we climbed to get onto the top of the wall!

The view from the Musegg Wall.
The view from the Musegg Wall.
Towers on the Musegg Wall.
Towers on the Musegg Wall.
The Musegg Clock Tower, one of the iconic towers on the Musegg Wall.
The Musegg Clock Tower, one of the iconic towers on the Musegg Wall.

From the Musegg Wall, we zig-zagged west across the city for about a kilometre to the Lion Monument. The Lion Monument is a large stone sculpture commemorating the Swiss Guards who died defending King Louis XVI during the storming of the Tuileries Palace during the French Revolution. It is a set behind a pond in a beautiful garden and is a very moving sight. Mark Twain remarked that it was “the most mournful and moving piece of stone in the world”. Having now visited it, we understand why.

The Lion Monument.
The Lion Monument.

We then headed back toward the livelier part of the Old Town, where were drawn into one of the many beautiful chocolate shops.

Swiss chocolate.
Swiss chocolate.
Swiss chocolate.
Swiss chocolate.
Swiss chocolate.
Swiss chocolate.

After our chocolate shopping, we walked back to the Seebrücke, an historic wooden bridge that spans the Reuss River.

Keith and Andrea, on the Seebrücke.
Keith and Andrea, on the Seebrücke.
Keith and Andrea, on the Seebrücke.
Keith and Andrea, on the Seebrücke.

We crossed the bridge to visit the Jesuit Church. This church was built in 1666-1667, and was the first major Baroque-style religious building in Switzerland.

The Jesuit Church.
The Jesuit Church.
Inside the Jesuit Church.
Inside the Jesuit Church.

We left the church and took a leisurely stroll back to the ferry dock, taking in the beautiful Old Town scenery along the way.

Old Town.
Old Town.
Old Town.
Old Town.
Old Town and Chapel Bridge.
Old Town and Chapel Bridge.

Only minutes before we managed to board the ferry, and with no warning, heavy rain started to fall. We managed to make a dash for the ferry and not get completely drenched.

We had a nice ride back on the ferry, admiring more of the beautiful scenery along Lake Lucerne.

Keith, enjoying a snack on the ferry.
Keith, enjoying a snack on the ferry.
A Lake Lucerne ferry.
A Lake Lucerne ferry.

We arrived back in Vitznau at around 4:15pm, just in time to connect with the cog railway train to the top of Mount Rigi, also known as “Queen of the Mountains”.

The Mount Rigi cog railway was Europe’s first mountain railway. It opened on May 21, 1871. It was built by Swiss engineer Niklaus Riggenbach, who invented and patented the rack-and-pinion system that allows trains to safely climb steep gradients (and this railway has some very steep gradients!).

The 40-minute ride up Mount Rigi showcased stunning Swiss mountain views. We alighted at the top, at the Rigi Kulm station.

Andrea on the Mount Rigi train.
Andrea on the Mount Rigi train.
Andrea, at Rigi Kulm.
Andrea, at Rigi Kulm.

Our plan was to just take a quick look around and then board the same train, which stays in the station for about 12 minutes, for the return journey. But the scenery was so beautiful, that we decided to stay longer.

View from Mount Rigi to Lake Louerz.
View from Mount Rigi to Lake Louerz.
View from Mount Rigi to Lake Zug.
View from Mount Rigi to Lake Zug.
Andrea, on Mount Rigi.
Andrea, on Mount Rigi.
Huts on Mount Rigi.
Huts on Mount Rigi.
View from Mount Rigi.
View from Mount Rigi.

We were so taken by the incredibly beautiful scenery, that we decided that we’d descend part of the way on foot. So we set off on the walking track down the mountain.

As we walked down the mountain, we could hear the enchanting ringing of cowbells across the mountain, which made it seem about as Swiss as it could get. But, when we got to Rigi Staffel, it got even more quintessentially Swiss, with a group of locals playing their alphorns.

Locals playing the alphorn.
Locals playing the alphorn.

When they finished on their alphorns, they formed a choir and sang some beautiful, traditional Swiss songs.

After being enthralled with the local music, we walked around the area a little more to take in some of the incredible scenery.

Andrea, at Rigi Staffel.
Andrea, at Rigi Staffel.
Keith, at Rigi Staffel.
Keith, at Rigi Staffel.
Andrea, at Rigi Staffel.
Andrea, at Rigi Staffel.
Andrea, testing the cowbell sounds, at Rigi Staffel.
Andrea, testing the cowbell sounds, at Rigi Staffel.

From Rigi Staffel, we continued on down the path.

Andrea, on the path down Mount Rigi.
Andrea, on the path down Mount Rigi.

Some sections of the path had cowbells attached to the wire railing, which was very cute.

Cowbell on the path down Mount Rigi.
Cowbell on the path down Mount Rigi.

We stopped many times on the way down to look at the many different types of beautiful flowers that grew along the path.

Wildflowers.
Wildflowers.
Wildflowers.
Wildflowers.
Wildflowers.
Wildflowers.
Wildflowers.
Wildflowers.
Wildflowers.
Wildflowers.

We weren’t sure how far down we were going to walk, but we kept going since we were still feeling pretty energetic.

Keith, on the way down Mount Rigi.
Keith, on the way down Mount Rigi.

The towns along the way were very pretty.

Pretty house at Rigi Staffelhöhe.
Pretty house at Rigi Staffelhöhe.
Keith and Andrea, near Rigi Staffelhöhe.
Keith and Andrea, near Rigi Staffelhöhe.

As we passed by Rigi Kaltbad-First, we could hear the sound of cowbells getting louder and louder. When we rounded the next bend, we came across a group of cows, munching on the grass, all while collectively playing a beautiful and melodic tune as they swished their bells around. It seemed like the perfect Swiss scene!

Cows in a field on Mount Rigi.
Cows in a field on Mount Rigi.
Cows in a field on Mount Rigi.
Cows in a field on Mount Rigi.

By this stage, it was now after 7:00 pm, and our legs were letting us know that it was probably time to get back on the train. We’d descended about 3km at this point, and since we had not long passed the Rigi Kaltbad-First station, we walked back up the hill to wait there a few minutes for the next train.

Andrea, back on the train.
Andrea, back on the train.
Keith, on the train back down.
Keith, on the train back down.

We had a lovely ride down the mountain, taking in the beautiful views all the way to the station at Vitznau.

Looking over Lake Lucerne.
Looking over Lake Lucerne.
A cow by the side of the railway.
A cow by the side of the railway.
And another cow by the side of the railway.
And another cow by the side of the railway.
Keith, relaxing on the train.
Keith, relaxing on the train.
Arriving back into Vitznau.
Arriving back into Vitznau.

After we got off the train, we walked back past the very pretty ferry station and then along the main street of Vitznau to the hotel.

Vitznau ferry station.
Vitznau ferry station.
Looking up Bahnhoffstrasse to St. Jerome's Church.
Looking up Bahnhoffstrasse to St. Jerome's Church.
St. Jerome's Church.
St. Jerome's Church.
The main street of Vitznau.
The main street of Vitznau.

By the time we got back to the hotel, it was nearly 8:00 pm, so we decided to head straight to The Grill, one of the Park Hotel’s fabulous restaurants. While our table was being prepared, we relaxed in the hotel’s beautiful garden.

Keith, resting after a big day.
Keith, resting after a big day.
Andrea and Keith, in front of the Bull and Bear statue at the Park Hotel.
Andrea and Keith, in front of the Bull and Bear statue at the Park Hotel.
A drink before dinner.
A drink before dinner.
Keith, enjoying a well-deserved pre-dinner drink.
Keith, enjoying a well-deserved pre-dinner drink.
Keith, on the shore of Lake Lucerne, just before dinner.
Keith, on the shore of Lake Lucerne, just before dinner.

We enjoyed a magnificent dinner, sitting outside, right on the shore of Lake Lucerne.

Dinner.
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Dinner.
Dinner.
Dinner.
Dinner.
Dinner.
Dinner.
Dinner.
Dinner.
Dinner.

And while we enjoyed dinner, we watched a beautiful sunset over the lake.

Sunset over Lake Lucerne.
Sunset over Lake Lucerne.

We opted to skip dessert and, just after 9:30 pm, we headed back to our room. But while we didn’t have dessert, we did enjoy some of the passion fruit popcorn in our room that we had purchased earlier in the day in Lucerne.

Passion fruit popcorn and chocolates from Lucerne.
Passion fruit popcorn and chocolates from Lucerne.

After a pretty big day on our feet, we ran a hot bath to ease our sore muscles, before rolling into bed.

We are planning on a slow day tomorrow, probably just enjoying the hotel and surrounds.