So mum and I came down from the windswept summit of Zugspitz by hopping on the cable car again.
Say hi to the climbers!
We found out that a return cogwheel train back to Eibsee had just left, therefore, there was another half hour wait for the next one. ‘Shall we have some tea & cake?’ We headed to a cafeteria.
The interior of the cafe was very Tyrolean.
Mmmm, there are so many moreish looking cakes…
I must say that the cost of food and drink up the Zugspitzplatt was rather high. I can’t remember exactly how much we paid for two cakes and two mugs of coffee but it was more than a double we paid normally in Germany. However, transporting all the supplies up the mountain didn’t come cheap and which must have reflected on the prices in the cafeteria.
It was around 11 o’clock when we queued at the till behind a group of workmen with high-visibility jackets and srturdy work boots. Unlike our tray with just coffee and cake, their trays were laden with plates of pasta and meatballs, a proper construction worker’s grub.
Our morning treat after being beaten by the wind.
Can you see how huge their cake was? And they were delicious too.
We chilled out at the cafe much longer than we first intended because their (pricy) coffee was very agreeable.
Now, we must get back to the car and travel to Salem, I urged mum. The place was 194 km away from Eibsee and the journey was expected to take four hours, therefore, we couldn’t do dilly-dally too long.
Bye bye, Zugspitzplatt.
We left the cafe and headed to the cogwheel terminal…