Back down the mountain

We took the train down, rather than the cable car. I think everyone was as tired as Michael, who managed to get himself a seat next to a very nice German lady. We didn't get moving good and he was leaning on her, sound asleep! She was so sweet - I tried to move him and she insisted on holding him. The views were again gorgeous; snow and ice on the buildings, trees and even a rather unique graveyard.