The Carnivale break in February is one giant European ski vacation. Everyone goes skiing. Many people head to Austria, but we opted to join some friends and head back to Switzerland for a week in Zermatt where they have spent the last 12 years or so, perfecting the art of the ski vacation. It turned out to be my kind of ski vacation! We had sunshine and perfect temperatures, deliciously relaxing lunches in quaint mountain restaurants (that often were only accessible on skis), breath-taking vistas and a cozy alpine village. We stayed in an equally charming hotel that left hot rocks in our bed at night and served us a hearty breakfast each morning. Not bad.
The drive to Zermatt includes tunneling through the Alps on a train that transported us in our car.
Our snowy arrival.
Nick and Sam on day one.
Lunch number one.
Our fearless leader, Nick, taking a break.
Nico, on top of the world.
Ci vediamo! Up and over.
Crossing the Alps from Switzerland to Italy, a perfect day!
I find this sign most encouraging.
Cocoa break with the whole gang.
Angela and Beth.
Lunchtime, again, the Italian way.
Sam ordering dessert.
One of my favorite sights, mountainside. A Veuve Clicquot hut. Where are you Molly?
And off we go! Leaving our hotel to go back to our car via the Busytown bus.