And then sometimes the Swiss leave their clothing behind...well, at least their shoes. Case in point, all over Switzerland there are Barfusswege or Bare Foot Trails. We happen to have one of these trails in our neighborhood.
Kick off your shoes, pull off your socks, and take a walk with me...
We'll start here following these pavers:
To this first box:
|Translation: Fine Gravel|
|Translation: Course Gravel|
Let's stay on the path...
Until we get here:
|You guessed it, Quartz Sand!|
|Our best guess at the translation is Russian Balls???|
Well, let's move on to:
We first cross this:
|Translation: Crushed Stones|
Then we cross this:
|Translation: Even smaller Crushed Stones|
Then on to the smelly stuff:
|Translation: you guessed it, Compost Soil!|
Next we veer a little to the left:
Then we take a step up:
Into this box:
|Translation: Hydro Spheres!|
|They are super light - almost like volcanic rock balls.|
Watch your step - those volcano balls are hard to walk on!
Let's regain our footing in this box:
|Translation: Wood Chips!|
|The Swiss are so thoughtful.|
Thank you for joining me for this sensory stroll. For you, I have this poem:
through the tickly path
toe to heel texture
end with a bath
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