American Go through the Alps - Part 1

ALPINE BEAUTY: THE NATURE AND PEOPLE Hinshberger Paul, Agronomist I write these lines, being in a small cottage, which is perched on a wooded hillside near Genoa, Italy. Chirping birds, gurgling brook near something on his universal language of peace and harmony. Serenity fully upon me, I feel like a Buddha in his bosom. Must have a same feeling experienced Jack Kerouac (Jack Kerouac - American writer, one of the brightest representatives of the Beat Generation: prim.perev.) When he wrote "Big Sur", or Bilbo Baggins (Bilbo Baggins - Hobbit character works J . R. R. Tolkien: prim.perev.) when he started writing about his epic journey. I feel almost as well. But I do not know. A lift! Last week I was in the Rhone Valley and headed to Italy. Originally I planned to get into the city of Chamonix and the cable car to cross the Alps in the Italian region of Valle d'Aosta. I decided to go hitchhiking, and within 45 minutes I picked up a guy named Danny. He quickly threw me to the city of Grenoble, where I decided to take the train, and on it to overcome the rest of the way that nowhere else do not be late. (Anyone who is going to visit France: Grenoble and its surroundings are much nicer than the rest of France. Here the mountains !!!). Finally, I got to Chamonix. It was 6 o'clock, and then I learned that the lift will not operate until the summer! Understandably, I was very angry. In fact the only reason that I came here, was just this lift. I even thought about how to write a caustic letter to Rick Steve, author of "Europe through the backdoor", which does not mention that in the cable car there is a break of several months. I wanted him to know how much I was disappointed, and what a huge compensation I should have to pay for my experiences (in the rest of his book, I really like). In the end I had to stop in doroguschy book entitled "Le Vagabond" ("Tramp"), I liked the funny name. The next morning on the bus, I crossed the Alps, the beauty of which took away my breath, despite the fact that they are in many places hid the clouds. Alps near Chamonix, I realize that I just wrote about the unmatched beauty of Grenoble, but the Aosta Valley has surpassed even him. The whole week was pretty cloudy and I could not make as much pictures as we would like, but try to describe everything in words. Snow-covered Alps on the western side of the valley is gradually transformed into wooded hills on both sides of river. I call them hills, because, in spite of their height and sheer inherent in the mountains, they have no integrity. Each hill rises and descends on its own, as if a huge creature, wandering somewhere in the tracks of the other, the same creatures. On the slopes of these mountains are a great many medieval castles and vineyards growing on the terraces. You can imagine that by now proskachut knights. All homes in this area are built of dark shale, which in combination with locks, creating a valley of some dark magical atmosphere. Beautiful Alps End Material: