Is it white out in Switzerland? Sometimes, too much so. It seems like every ski week in Switzerland will be both blessed -- and cursed -- with new snow. The snow itself is great, of course. But the snowing, a little less so. One day in Zermatt, we find ourselves skiing in a white out so thick, we literally cannot see a single contour or feature on the hill. Not only is it cold, wet, and ultra slow-going, but it has the unpleasant side-effect of causing all of us to experience motion sickness. And I'm not exaggerating. Sometimes the sensation is so strong, for a moment it's as if we literally don't know if we're going down or up.
The picture below is from the subsequent year's trip in Villars. I think. We could be in the same Zermatt white out. Or, we could simple be in the middle of a piece of paper.
I know we're in Switzerland, or Italy -- one of the two, anyway -- by the flags. Which we can just barely see. But we might be at the South Pole, if the blustery snow and the penguin sculptures are any indication.
If you don't hear from us for too long, just send out the St. Bernard. We're probably still out there, lost in the white out.
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