66 Tips to Swiss Bliss

Switzerland is good for the soul, of this I am certain.

I left Switzerland feeling happily exhausted, my limbs sore from climbing, my tummy content and full, my face deeply tanned and my soul elevated. Something about all that clean air and clean water and rippled mountain landscapes. (Also, have I mentioned the food?)

I’ve always maintained that our bodies travel faster than our minds, and while I have translocated homeward, my mind is still swirling in Switzerland, up in the high mountain pastures with the clanging cow bells, the honey-fresh air and the drinkable alpine streams.

I think I’ll need a few more days before I actually accept that I am no longer in Switzerland. This is the definition of Swiss bliss and it is in fact, the state I am in.

I’m not sure how long it lasts, this euphoria that follows a month in Switzerland, so while it’s still fresh on my brain, I shall offer a few humble pointers to any and all who should ever want to follow in my footsteps.