It’s a good sign when Chase asked, “Is today Saturday?” No. “Monday?” Nope ~ Thursday. “What?” We got a great apartment here in Maloja (CH) and it makes a huge difference to have some space and be able to cook our own meals (okay, heated bathroom floors don’t hurt either).
Charlie and I continue to be so pleased to see the kids get along with each other. We both remember having numerous tiffs with our own siblings whenever we traveled. These three do everything together, all day, everyday . . . and night. They’re either cracking each other up or Mary’s keeping us all in stitches with her Zac Efron imitations. They really miss Rock Band, but that hasn’t hindered their guitar, mic & drums trio. We’re only 8 weeks in ~ we’ll keep you posted.

I have to say, writing these blogs forces me to look at our experience in detail. But it also tempts me to write what is entertaining to the reader and avoid some reality. My biggest challenge is to appreciate the small stuff in each day. Certainly, every day brings blessing or hardship, but always a lesson. No big purpose is always evident, but I’m trying to soak up what’s right in front of me rather than worry about the future. I just finished reading “The Alchemist” and there was a good reminder that, if you focus on the present, “life will be a party for you, a grand festival, because life is in the moment we’re living right now.” Oooooh ~ philosophical. P.S. Any good reading recommendations are always welcome!
I’ve always used Switzerland as my natural beauty standard and it hasn’t disappointed. Each of the past two days has been centered around great, long hikes. The average temp here is running about 6-8*C midday (roughly 45*F) so the uphill trek is a welcome warmer-upper. The first day we took straps and carabiners so that we could cross slightly treacherous wood & cable bridges, etc. Then we came across a zipline, which was great fun. We only argued once about which direction to go and I’m not telling who was right. It only cost us a half hour or so. What’s the big rush?


Yesterday was windy and cloudy. Again, the family was generous to go along with my suggested destination. We took a tram (think Squaw Valley, but smaller) to our starting point and began a 2 ½ hour hike up to see six separate lakes. I’d post a picture of Mary’s displeasure after an hour of uphill into a snowstorm, but that wouldn’t be very nice. The lakes looked more like mud puddles, but locals insist they reflect the sky and minerals when the sun is out. See, you won’t find me asking “Why won’t anyone listen to me??!” I KNOW why. It was a perfect summer day (see photos).


We really did laugh a lot once our fingers thawed. You can see we’ve lost all vanity, too.