Day 9: 20/04/06 Triberg/Part 2: YJ's Story No. 1
Yj realised he lost his keys after this shot...
Squirrels: they were sooo cute!
Black Forest Cake: This was after all those trekking up/down hills in search for our hero's keys
Hmm... self-explanatory As we were about to leave the hilltop, Yj suddenly looked very panicky. He lost a bunch of keys! The keys contained the keys to his backpack (meaning all his stuff) and critically, the keys to Hwee See's place!! He claimed that he kept it in the same pocket as he kept his camera, with nothing securing it to himself. That claim increased the chance of him actually dropping it and hence, not taking any chance, we decided to comb the whole area for it.
We combed the whole hilltop in vain. As the lost of the keys to Hwee See's place could devastate the credibility of all 3 of us (not just Yj of course), we did not dare to give up. We decided to retrace the whole path we walked, which meant going back to the cukcoo clock house, the pond and the playground, the panaroma walk and the bench, the waterfall, detouring back to the top of the waterfall, and back to town. Basically, that was everything from 9am to 2:30pm!!
We had no choice but walk. To be frank I was feeling quite agitated at that time; who on earth who has common sense would place such an important thing so carelessly in a pocket which one accesses so often?! Furthermore there was a money pouch secured to his waist which he could use! I knew from 2 years of experience from army that the best thing to do now was to keep quiet and solve the problem. That was what I tried to do.
As expected we could not find it along the way; it seemed that the detour up to the top of the waterfall was inevitable. So we went, with Yj the frightened in front, and Tk and me behind. At that moment of time both of us were tired, and we were out of water!! It was not possible to sustain on just 500ml when you kept walking from 9 to 4. On our way up we kept talking about something, which I forgot what; and we hoped that we could find water on top.
Lcukily along the way we still saw interesting things: families with kids feeding squirrels peanuts. The squirrels were sooooo cute!! That was especially the case when they started chewing on the peanuts with both arms holding the peanut to its mouth with their eyes wide open. They were unlike any squirrel I had seen.
Anyway, we got to the top, as usual no key was found. There was no source of water so we had no choice but to persevere (for who and what?!). On our way down we kept disturbing Yj, like preparing SMSes to threaten to send back to Singapore so that his mum would know (my mum knows his), making him treat black forest cake then cheese fondue, etc.. He was rather defensive, as he always was. I wondered who lost the keys. Maybe I should have kept it.
We aborted our operation and, hoping that we would be able to find it inside the hotel room. Anyway, as we decided not to care anymore, we went to eat black forest cake (not treated by anyone of course), which was not very good (our taste for cakes now was kind of difficult to please nowadays...). I bought a mushroom smokehouse from the souvenir shop after that.
When we returned to the hotel room, Yj could not believe his luck: THE KEY WAS ON THE FLOOR, ON HIS PADLOCK, IN FRONT OF THE DOOR. We felt relieved, of course, as our credibility was not at stake anymore and all explanations were saved. However, that still couldn't resolve the fact that because of his carelessness, we brisk-walked 1 whole morning's worth of strolling without enough water! All right, I can forgive, but definitely cannot forget. How memorable this thing was. It became a point of reference after that.
We had dinner at a kebab restaurant; cheap food was what we prefer. The black forest cake previously was really expensive. Anyway, other than this incident, our stay in Triberg was an enjoyable one; we would be off to Switzerland the next morning.
We combed the whole hilltop in vain. As the lost of the keys to Hwee See's place could devastate the credibility of all 3 of us (not just Yj of course), we did not dare to give up. We decided to retrace the whole path we walked, which meant going back to the cukcoo clock house, the pond and the playground, the panaroma walk and the bench, the waterfall, detouring back to the top of the waterfall, and back to town. Basically, that was everything from 9am to 2:30pm!!
We had no choice but walk. To be frank I was feeling quite agitated at that time; who on earth who has common sense would place such an important thing so carelessly in a pocket which one accesses so often?! Furthermore there was a money pouch secured to his waist which he could use! I knew from 2 years of experience from army that the best thing to do now was to keep quiet and solve the problem. That was what I tried to do.
As expected we could not find it along the way; it seemed that the detour up to the top of the waterfall was inevitable. So we went, with Yj the frightened in front, and Tk and me behind. At that moment of time both of us were tired, and we were out of water!! It was not possible to sustain on just 500ml when you kept walking from 9 to 4. On our way up we kept talking about something, which I forgot what; and we hoped that we could find water on top.
Lcukily along the way we still saw interesting things: families with kids feeding squirrels peanuts. The squirrels were sooooo cute!! That was especially the case when they started chewing on the peanuts with both arms holding the peanut to its mouth with their eyes wide open. They were unlike any squirrel I had seen.
Anyway, we got to the top, as usual no key was found. There was no source of water so we had no choice but to persevere (for who and what?!). On our way down we kept disturbing Yj, like preparing SMSes to threaten to send back to Singapore so that his mum would know (my mum knows his), making him treat black forest cake then cheese fondue, etc.. He was rather defensive, as he always was. I wondered who lost the keys. Maybe I should have kept it.
We aborted our operation and, hoping that we would be able to find it inside the hotel room. Anyway, as we decided not to care anymore, we went to eat black forest cake (not treated by anyone of course), which was not very good (our taste for cakes now was kind of difficult to please nowadays...). I bought a mushroom smokehouse from the souvenir shop after that.
When we returned to the hotel room, Yj could not believe his luck: THE KEY WAS ON THE FLOOR, ON HIS PADLOCK, IN FRONT OF THE DOOR. We felt relieved, of course, as our credibility was not at stake anymore and all explanations were saved. However, that still couldn't resolve the fact that because of his carelessness, we brisk-walked 1 whole morning's worth of strolling without enough water! All right, I can forgive, but definitely cannot forget. How memorable this thing was. It became a point of reference after that.
We had dinner at a kebab restaurant; cheap food was what we prefer. The black forest cake previously was really expensive. Anyway, other than this incident, our stay in Triberg was an enjoyable one; we would be off to Switzerland the next morning.
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