“The hills are as alive” as ever, to reference the wonderful musical The Sound of Music. Certainly “Switzerland Gets Nature” as the lengthy poster on the red pristine airport bus insisted. Reaching Zermatt by train from Geneva airport, I slipped into neutral as the delights of the countryside passed me by. Less flashy than Gstaad, St. Moritz, or Klosters and more extreme, Zermatt is the last stop before the Alps create […]
