We stayed at the same place we did three years ago. We were on the third floor of the Lake House.
I love walking out at the foot of the cathedral and feeling like an ant. They were set up for a summer theater program and had a concert in the sanctuary. The programs were all in German, so I don't know what the productions were. We saw a scruffy-looking troup helping an actress into a harness for a rehearsal, so that might've been fun to see. I'm sure it was not Peter Pan, though, because Abbey guests are all older and contemplative.
There was a group of special needs adults there for a retreat with their families.
On a clear day you can see the snow capped peaks from the back terrace. We only saw a hint of them because of the haze.
Inside detail of the cathedral.
This is the celebrated 23-your old cat. She didn't seem that old: not stiff or creaky or in pain. She just moved slowly or not at all and everyone thought she was elegant. What we could all learn from a 23-year-old cat!
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