We dropped Connie’s car off in Besenbüren and moments later Aunty Elena collected and drove us to her beautiful apartment in the centre of Zürich. The last time I saw Elena’s apartment was seven years earlier in it’s building stage, so being able to see it complete and entirely decorated was a real treat. After […]Read more "Zürich"
As we drove round bend after bend, reaching higher and higher into the mountains, we noticed the temperature dropping and the scenery around us becoming just that little bit whiter. After three and a half hours of sharp bends and steep hills, we finally reached Celerina and pulled in to the driveway of my Uncle […]Read more "Celerina"
Connie, my cousin Patrik’s wife, had very generously offered us her car to drive from Besenbüren to the narrow stretch of valley that is Interlaken. Her offer meant that we would save a tonne of money by not travelling by train, a form of transport which although is of an exceptional standard in Switzerland, is […]Read more "Interlaken"
Christmas in Switzerland felt so far away when we first started our travels, so when we finally arrived in Zürich seven months down the track it all just seemed a little surreal. The two weeks that followed were a whirlwind of warm welcomes, action-packed activities, sensationally scrumptious meals and regrettable farewells, but we loved and […]Read more "Besenbüren"