Not without its problems, morning
rush hour clogs Gimmelwald's main street, the clang of cowbells
disturbing the peace.
The
resourceful Swiss: a retired hiking boot finds new life as
a planter.
"Aren't you glad you decided to
come with me?" Kim asked, with just a hint of
"I told you so" in her tone.
There was no way I could deny that I was happy
to be here, breathing the pure, brisk mountain air and watching
as the fog played peek-a-boo with the mountains.
I began re-calculating how long I could
stay in this alpine paradise...