The mighty Matterhorn

Laura and me went to Zermatt. Hungover, later than planned (I first had to remove a certain chipmunk from behind my sink), in bad weather, no sight at all to start with. We were happily mocking ourselves.

Then the sun appeared. The good mood appeared. The sunglasses appeared. The long trouser legs disappeared. And the Matterhorn appeared.

We realised that with the Matterhorn it's the same as with THE man. All the time you see something to appear on the horizon you ask yourself: Is that it??? Is that really it? Might rather not... But when it finally appears you know: that's IT!!!

There might be better pictures, from that day, and also from the Matterhorn in general. Have some nice ones without the Matterhorn. Anyway, if I show somebody my pictures it will be like this: Oh, and this is a picture of the Matterhorn. And another of the Matterhorn. And one more of the Matterhorn, And oh yes, the Matterhorn. Now the Matterhorn with slightly less clouds. And here the clouds have shifted a cm to the side... And so on, and so on.
Therefore, I still post: The Matterhorn.