I have gone through a variety of emotions today. From questioning my cousin’s suggestion to stay overnight on Grindelwald so we can visit Jungfraujoch on a good weather day – “trust me, it’d be worth it” was all he said yesterday; to feeling broke when I paid for the deemed-as-overpriced tourist attraction. Then to freezing my ass off before being immensely disappointed by the food served in the restaurant, lying in between my two cousins, feeling wholly depleted energy-wise. But, before I snooze, I am writing this to remember that I also felt awe and an overwhelming sense of gratitude for having a chance to see, nay, experience Jungfraujoch, the top of Europe.

It was another worldly. It was magical. It was wow.
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