There’s barely a sound from the village. We’re high in the mountains, but not a wind is moving. Stars shine through scattered, moonlit clouds. Distant lights from across the valley glows with a warm, cozy hue. We taste the air, like a wanderer would clean water.
We walk up towards the Chalet, snow on the path. There’s no light to be seen at the house. Anybody there? Once inside, we’re greeted by one of the helpers who immediately takes good care of us. We sit in the kitchen and chat. Already, good conversations take place.
The next day all helpers meet for breakfast and get busy cleaning the whole house. A few are still jet-lagged. We’re a diverse group. Lot’s of personality and character. Lots of laughs. We celebrate a ready Chalet with Swiss delicacies and relaxed conversation.
The first students gradually check in the following days. Amelia shines as she connects with people. It takes a 45 min walk through rain, sleet and mud to get the ingredients for her Birthday cake and it’s all worth it. Her favorite present is a visit from the Miller family, who warm up the lounge with stories and laughter. What a treat to see these faces again!
Soon, the term is on the move. The atmosphere is without any particular cultural coding. Very refreshing. We’re simply too many nationalities around: Swiss, Dutch, South African, Danish, Canadian, German/Indian, Australian, Korean, Brazilian and a very broad representation of States of the united kind (Go Alaska!). Not bad for a group of roughly 20 people.
L’Abri time is compressed time. People walk in the door and two days later, a friendship is brewing. Conversations run freely. Exchanges are made over dinner, tea and card games. People seems interested in each other in a fine, careful manner.
The rain is pouring. It drizzles over the side of the roof at our end of the Chalet, like a tiny creek over boulders. We got two beds moved next to each other, but mine is a little lower. Yes, the facilities are humble. I’m tempted to say, that it’s better that way. We’re not here for luxury.