Walking out the Hospice I really did not have a clue what the signs looked like. Knowing that there were other pilgrims leaving that morning, I waited around the statue of San Bernard for a bit until an Italian couple (who the next day I found out are brother and sister) said to follow the signs for 103. I walked ahead of them a bit as they were preparing their backpacks - my first mistake. As I took one slightly wrong turn - and there no such thing as "slightly" wrong - they called me over to the right path. After that I graciously let them lead the way by many paces. I did get used to the signage and it became much easier after that.
The Alps are incredible. A picture on an iPhone cannot at all capture the magnificence of these mountains and valleys. I took one photo of this scary one foot wide mountain path - with a scary drop off to one side. I am not normally afraid of heights, but this little Alpine trail gave me much pause. There were a few times that I had to say to myself, "Don't look down. Don't look down. Keep looking at the path. Don't look down." Looking at the picture it didn't look half as bad.
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