Without hesitation, a small, round parcel of chestnut leaves tied with raffia was placed in our hands and we were told to give it just the gentlest of squeezes. The sides yielded effortlessly with a squidgy promise of runny insides. […]
Through emerald meadows awash with gentians, anemones and alpine roses grazed by white faced cattle, the train climbs before the landscape disappears, firstly into clouds and then into blackness as it enters the bodies of the Eiger and The Mönch. […]
I am a figure on a Monet canvas, my world exists at the whim of the Master’s brush. To my left lie the water lilies, their violet and sapphire hues flooding the room as the walls, floor and ceiling rush in a tide of brush strokes and crescendo to the sound of Debussy’s Clair de Lune. […]
Although our group didn’t represent all the countries in the European Union, there was a healthy mix; Germans, Belgians, a couple from mainland Spain… […]
I may have enjoyed the 21st century luxury of being whisked here by cable car rather than on foot along the potentially treacherous path of the Gemmi Pass as my celebrated predecessors had done, but the magnitude of what lay before me was the same one that had spread before their eyes 150 years ago. […]
150 years ago this month, a young woman named Jemima Morrell undertook a journey to the Swiss Alps under the auspices of a Mr Thomas Cook. It was effectively the first package holiday tour to Switzerland. […]
Brittany’s Rance estuary affords endless opportunities for al fresco dining as around every bend in the road it seems, another stretch of water lends itself to a view worthy of idling an afternoon away with a glass of Bordeaux and a piece of brie. […]
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