After 3 hours and 5 transfers I finally arrived at the site of the Yak Pack Marathon Camp, Wengen. At 1274 meters high, Wengen marks the 30.5 kilometer mark, 11.5 kilometers from the finish line.
I think the journey was picturesque, but I'm not too sure, which leads me to another tip: if you ever see me on a train, be sure you sit in the complete opposite side of where I am, as I have an uncanny ability to always sit on the wrong side of the train to appreciate beautiful views:
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| Exhibit A: My view of Interlaken |
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| Exhibit B: My view of the ascent to Wengen |
I arrived at the Bernerhof Hotel (which, with a massive wooden cow on the roof, couldn't have been more perfect), and acclimated myself to my Marathon Training HQ:
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| Cosy. Cheap. |
But there wasn't too much time to enjoy all this magnificent room had to offer, as I had a village (and a beer) to familiarize myself with! I met up with Tom Monroe, the organizer of the Yak Pack Training Camp and one of those weirdos who loves running ridiculously long ultra marathons, and over a pint of the local beer we discussed plans for the weekend, details about the marathon itself, and tweeted taunting pictures to Room to Read founder John Wood.
And by nightfall I was properly introduced to the beautiful lady herself:
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| Enchanté, Jungfrau |
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