Locarno, Switzerland

This morning, peeking out of our hotel window, we noticed the mountain peaks dusted with a light layer of snow. After indulging in a lavish breakfast buffet, we wandered through the streets of Zuoz, admiring the stunning old buildings, many dating back to the 12th century. The thick-walled structures are characteristic of the Engadin valley. In this community of around 1,200 people, 40% speak German, 44% Rätoromansch, and 16% Italian. The town's center is paved with cobblestone streets, and the church bells chime on the hour and half-hour, adding to the charm.

We left Zuoz mid-morning and made our way up the valley to St. Moritz, stopping several times to take in the breathtaking views of the lake and the grand hotels frequented by the rich and famous.

Shortly after passing through St. Moritz, we veered right to cross the Julier Pass. A few hours later, we traversed the San Bernardino tunnel, eventually descending into the Canton of Ticino and arriving at our final destination, Locarno. The journey was long, filled with winding hairpin turns, tunnels, and bridges, and the scenery was absolutely stunning.

Tonight, we met our dear friends Bernhard and Elisabeth. We’ve been close friends since 1973. Dinner was at a lovely Italian restaurant called MammaMia. By chance, they were visiting Locarno at the same time as us—what a wonderful coincidence!Baca lagi