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Itinerary followed during this Interrail throughout Germany, Denmark and Switzerland

Cologne - Koblenz - Copenhagen - Helsingor - Hillerod - Roskilde - Berlin - Potsdam - Rhine cruise - Freiburg - Strasbourg - Black Forest - Rhine Waterfalls - Schaffhausen - Stein am Rhein - Konstanz - Zurich - Basel - Interlaken - Luzern - Zermatt - Brig - Bern - Geneva - Heidelberg - Munich - Dachau - Fussen - Nuremberg - Rothenburg (ODT) - Wurzburg - Jungfrau and Lauterbrunnen - Brienz - Geneva

 
BRIG: BRIGERBAD BATHS
Dispensable Worthwhile Very recommendable Marvel
 
 
 
We arrived from Zermatt by train. Brig is the access gate to Italy and a heavy traffic pass here in both directions.
It is also a good starting point for several excursions, such as the impressive Aletsch's glacier.
I am talking about a town with little interest, but we spent one of the most funny and original times of our trip.
If you take a bus, in some minutes it drives you to the Brigerbad baths , quite affordable for any budget. They are the biggest thermal swimming pools in Switzerland, something unique across Europe. The water comes from the mountain at 27-37 ºC. We also enjoyed the first thermal swimming pool located inside a natural cave, with a water at 40 ºC. We amused at the pond-river at 30-33ºC, where you let the water strength push you around the pond. It is a pleasure to have a bath in open air, with hot water, surrounded by an exceptional landscape in the Alps and a rather cool weather. We enjoyed it like children.
paisaje de Brig
We relaxed so much that we lost the last bus to the village. A very kind woman that worked at the baths drove us until Brig in the last moment. Once inside the train the adventure hadn't ended. We slept so deeply after the exercise in the water that we almost appear very far from Interlaken, where we had the inn booked. I woke up and looked calmly through the train's window and I understood that the train had stopped. I was bewildered so I needed half minute to react. I began to ask myself where we were. The whistles indicated the train departure and at this moment I realized that we had to get down in this station, Spiez. I jumped from the seat, I woke up my mate and we rushed towards the doors. We jumped out just when the doors were closing. The people in the train were looked at us amazed. You have to see the face of the two passengers in front of our seats. We had been the entire journey sleeping and nodding, and suddenly we were jumping and shouting. We were lucky because it was dark and the train would have carried us far, and we had had to search for a new accommodation in an unknown place with no luggage and the same clothes. However, this anecdote is nothing if compared with our trip to Rhodes, in Greece.