Two weeks ago, we woke up to a snowstorm. We took the chairlift down so that we wouldn’t get stuck on the mountain. We went for a drive to on the way to our next stop and saw lots of snowy farms. Oddly, driving in a snowstorm wasn’t stressful. It was peaceful and almost calming.
We’re from Michigan, so we’re pretty hardy and decided that even though we were fighting off colds, we could do a few hours of hiking… in a snowstorm… on a mountain. Yeah. I know. We’re geniuses. Neither of us wanted to be the bigger baby and complain so we kept going.
Finally, the wind convinced us to turn back. We decided that it was getting so windy that if it got much worse they might shut down the cable cars and be stuck up there that night.
Note the pitch of the flag and the temperature of -2. Balmy. Especially when I forgot to pack a hat and gloves.
Thankfully, we were able to get down to our car. We even gave a couple of Aussies (whose paragliding trip had inexplicably been cancelled) a ride to the train station before setting off to see more of Switzerland.
Clearly the weather was ideal at lower altitudes. We ended up having a great time though. I swear, I will tell you all about it.
“First we’ll make snow angels for two hours, then we’ll go ice skating, then we’ll eat a whole roll of Tollhouse Cookie Dough as fast as we can, and then we’ll snuggle.”- Buddy the Elf.
I didn’t bother getting dressed or putting on makeup, but downed a quick cup of coffee, put on snow pants, tied up my snow boots and ran out quickly with my camera.
There was already a good amount of snow in the mountains, but it’s always nice to have more when you are skiing. It snowed into the afternoon. We got quite a bit, but I’m sure the Alps got even more. Unfortunately, they have also warned of strong avalanche danger in the alps. Last week, someone was killed by an avalanche in Chamonix.
Today’s newspapers did not make it into their boxes. At 8:00, the boxes were still empty.
Genevans were sledding, having snowball fights, and walking their dogs in the snow. I didn’t see anyone on skis.
The city busily cleaning up the snow (a nice change from cleaning the streets) and by mid-day, the worst of the mess was over. Although I didn’t see a single snow blower, people were out with salt and shovels, clearing the walks in front of every building.