A quick walk through Château-d’Oex…

Okay, here are some pictures of this small but quite famous mountain village when we were walking from one end to the other…trying to find a place to have our lunch…during the International Festival de Ballons.

The main square in that small village.

One of the older chalet in the village.  How old…?

Only … 281 years old, I’ll say!!  It’s nice the way they wrote the year that it was built.

The main church in the village…perched on a hill. You can have a nice view of the village from here.

The museum….formed by joining a building made of brick on the left and an old wooden chalet on the right. Entrance is free and surprisingly it was opened that Sunday.

A small stream that cuts through the village…

notice the water turning into icicles (on the left)..and when a train (similar to the one that we took) passed above the stream.

There is also a cable car station in the village to go up to the mountains for skiing….or just simply for a meal at a restaurant up there.

The hubby was tempted to take the cable car up to the mountain and have our lunch there when we couldn’t find a restaurant/café with available seats down in the village. But in the end… we decided not to. Who is to say that the restaurant up there was not equally full as the ones down in the village, right? And it’s not like it’s a free ride up the mountain top….

Making our way back after an unsuccessful search on this side….to the other side of the village where the balloons activity was.  Love the external decor on that small chalet on the right..

A big pot of dried flowers hanging in front…..and a beautiful painting at the side….just lovely!

And then….  I happened to notice this particular chalet…

with a name that… in Malay…would scare off potential visitors…especially the superstitious ones!!

Err…I leave it to you to try to find out what does Chalet Bau Mati (you have to remove one of the T) means in my language 🙂

Well…hope you enjoy the brief pictorial walk through the mountain village of Château-d’Oex that Sunday afternoon.