Spent five hours on trains travelling to Brienz Rothorn with AJ, Heidi, Werner and Erik. Erik had been given the day off of school to practice his spoken English with us, but it was pretty perfect and the only words he didn't know all day were cogwheel and timetable. The last hour was on a steam train which my grandad had sold them 30 years ago. We had some lunch, walked to the top of the mountain and headed back down. It was quite cloudy so the view at the top wasn't amazing.