Once the pill kicked in, I felt relieved, and my mood became combative too. In the evening, we had guests over at our place, specifically the very guys I had come to Switzerland with. At dinner, the conversation was lively, so much so that I quickly got sucked into arguments. Overall, more to construct and listen to arguments rather than to win the debate, though there was a bit of that too. In reality, most topics aren't all that vital, but some people just love to argue, let's face it.
I can't reveal the details of the discussion. I'll just say that, parallel to our travels, a drama was unfolding on our trip, in which many participants were suffering. Everyone had their own opinion, though few knew the facts. When new facts came to light, I changed my opinion, as a Bayesian should. Basically, everyone changed theirs; the facts altered the picture of what was happening far too much. Which once again tells us how right it is not to judge hastily, but to figure things out properly first. If only it were possible to apply this thought to the elections currently taking place in Latvia. Because I still haven't figured out who to vote for. The LSM quiz, which shows how compatible your views are with the parties, points me to Development/For!. I am, in principle, for progress and development, so that's quite logical. I was already about to vote for the Progressives. However, the guys here told me that the Progressives are a bit too progressive. They protect nature so fiercely that they'd ban digging in the woods to build cyclocross jumps. In the end, I changed my mind.
By the way, I forgot to mention that already in Zug I saw a cyclist who had been hit by a car. The front wheel was bent at 90 degrees; he himself was scratched and bruised, but seemed alert. In Switzerland, drivers usually give way to pedestrians and cyclists, but apparently, black swans do happen.
The next day was Friday. By then I had already come up with a grand new plan. The thing is, on Saturday we absolutely had to go to the famous Lauterbrunnen. And once again, I didn't want to get up at six to make it in time. So, I talked the guys into going on a hike not too far from Lauterbrunnen, on Mount Brienz. The idea was, after the hike, to take the train down to the other side of the ridge, and spend the night not far from the starting point on Saturday.
Did my comrades agree? Did it work out?