33. Bad Ragaz

Bummer, our host in Buchs said that the weather forecast was looking bad and he strongly recommended against climbing the nearby peaks, which we -OK, I- had had my eyes on since the night before.

-So where do you recommend we go?

-I think you should go to Bad Ragaz. It’s not far, and it’s a real nice town.

Bad Ragaz is the home of Heidi.

   There are sculptures all over town, part of a civic project called Bad Ragartz. Get it?     

Bad Ragaz’ fame as a spa town goes back hundreds of years, when some hunters followed the path of the local river as it winded up into a deep canyon. They found steaming vents and hot pools, and it became famous for its healing powers. Later the hot water was piped out of the canyon and the town built a famous spa and hospital to take advantage of the therapeutic waters.

Here are a couple Swiss girls who I took it were staying at the hospital, recovering from injuries and enjoying the sculptures in the park. “Keenan, those girls are pretty. Go say hello!”

K glared.

It started to rain, so we took cover under a tree and lunched. This time, Emmentaler.

When we got back to Buchs we passed a lakeside  wedding reception.


Next: St. Margrethen

2 thoughts on “33. Bad Ragaz

  1. satwai November 6, 2015 / 11:54 pm

    The blue pic of Keenan makes it look like you were photographing one of the sculptures in blue light. Well done!

    Liked by 1 person

    • Connie May 14, 2017 / 2:37 pm

      Great information Helena.  Thank you for sharing your knlseego.&nbwp; Blogging creates a great environment for building relationships and sharing your expertise!


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