Zermatt is seriously old and cute, just like a grandpa. And not just any Grandpa. The Alm Uncle, aka Heidi's Grandpa, in the book Heidi. Old, cute, and very typically Swiss.
Here Anthony examines a 16th century pig stable stuck smack dab in the middle of the old town. I'm sure it goes for a cool million now, but back in the day, it was just a poor, little, stinky sty. The one next to it used to house the sheep and the cows in the winter.
Sometimes the old sits right next to the new.
There's a new town. I mean, the millionaires in Zermatt aren't all holed up in former pigsties.
Yes, it's a Gruyère bus. No, it's not actually made of Gruyère. It's the free ski-bus that goes around town to hauling skiers and their bulky gear to and from the lifts. It drives through the modern streets of the new parts of town only, since there's no Earthly way it could make it through the narrow cobbled streets designed in medieval times for goat, pig, and cow traffic only.
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