Heading from Lake Como, destination Zurich involved a journey across the Italo-Swiss Alps.
Rather than walking, we elected to do the journey on the Bernina Express. Putting aside all thoughts of sewing machines from the 70s and 80s, imagine a red train with "vista dome" windows that snakes through alpine towns... hmm... time for a picture.
and I do mean through the towns. Literally. When not travelling through the main st of numerous alpine villages, the journey snaked around hill and valley reaching a height of 2,250m asl which took us to near glacial environments.
It was all going well until the breakdown occurred. A faulty pantograph sent sparks shooting into the air... twice. The second time whilst stopped at a station after a new pantograph had been installed. I know this as I was standing five metres from it when it went bang kershang and sparked up... nearly "peed mah pants." Swiss efficiency kicked in and after a 10 minute interval a replacement train arrives from St Moritz that takes us to... Zurich.