An Ode to the Escort Van...

Bernina Pass Rainbow

Over the Albula Pass

Let's go climbing in Switzerland - Yeah, that sounds like a plan!
I think we should drive there - but not in the van.
I fear that high passes or a steep mountain road,
Could put strain on the engine, and make it explode!

And even if we make it, with out over-heating,
We'll be sweating so much, we'll be stuck to the seating.
Cos' with no air-conditioning, the van can get baking,
With the rev-counter high and when constantly braking!

Lunch break on the Susten Pass

With the big pass of Susten that needs to be crossed,
I bet that the brake pads are sure to be lost!
If we survive all the switch-backs, hair-pins and such,
We'll still have to deal with the smell of burnt clutch!

So the Skoda was chosen, as the car for the job,
With it's flashy interior and locking key fob.
And of course, air-conditioning for luxury drive,
Fresh, just like as daisy, is how we'll arrive!

So we got to La Punt, on a bright summers day,
While the locals were working at bailing up hay.
Such a beautiful valley, the wide Engadine,
In it's full summer glory; a sight to be seen!

Thank's to Tim's good directions, he'd sent by email,
We located the village without wrong turn or fail.
But a loss of one's bearings, and sense of direction,
Got us slightly confused at one crucial section.

Having parked underground and then found the first floor,
By some kind of magic, we emerged in next door!
Confusing it was, and amused we sure were,
As we re-checked our map in a whispered confer.

So we tip-toed back out, moving quiet as a mouse,
And eventually surfaced to find the right house!
And such a fine house; we're most grateful to use,
With it's top floor position and superior views!