Day 15: InterLaken, Switzerland

After warming up for our extreme adventure stay at Balmer's by renting MoPeds and eating Hooter's wings yesterday, we were prepared for our half day of canyoning. As most normal people, i had no idea what to expect, and didn't even know such thing as canyoning existed until a couple weeks ago. But basically, its hiking, jumping, repelling, and floating through river valleys in the mountains in very shallow water with sharp rocks and strong currents. Just what black Nic was trained for!
Typical Rohn chickened out at the thought of money. I could tell was scared though. But even without Rohn, it was a ground-breaking day. Smeagol was self-diagnosed with killer bird flu, Nic experienced his first time being in water, and Pelner, who's work doesnt allow him to canyon anything, also came along. Even Capri Pants was there! Maybe next time, Rohn.
And as we found out later, 21 people died while canyoning during 2001. Surprisingly, none of us made that statistic this year even though Penler and Nic kept trying to pencil dive into the rocks! They even let us show off our dive team expertise with some nice flips off the waterfalls - it was scored a 10! It was an awesome time, too! Probably one of the coolest things we did all trip. And afterwards they served us some nice clam diggers.
But now we had a real challenge - finding Rohn! After looking in the obvious places a man with a mullet and mustache would be, we still couldnt find him. So, in order to fix our pizza withdrawal after so much in Italy, we began our walk to the nearest pizza joint. And, to our surprise, we found Rohn! There he was, reading his book, eating a baguette and cheese in the park! We should have known! So, Rohn tagged along, refusing to eat off the menu, and instead saved his money for very large Toblerone candy bars!..CAnndyy BARS!!
After a nice nap we made it to the underground happy hour. Cheapest and most crowded place in all of Europe i believe! And after a bit of boredom, we left Nic and P-Dog to spend their money while the rest of us went to bed. Bad idea. Nic fell pretty hard off his bunk this time trying to get to the bathroom, making it to the trash can at least, much farther than the girls bags that were underneath us! This is also the night i almost killed Nic. Most likely because our beds were so close that they were touching, and Nic spits, yells, and does stupid things in his sleep. But then again, he made up for it when we found him wearing his undershirt as shorts in the morning!