It was always a day long journey from Yorkshire to our perfect vacation base in the heart of beautiful Switzerland. Yes a long journey but looking out of the train window eventually the snow topped Alps would appear. The sight of those mountains never ever failed to lift the spirits.

Within an hour we would be unpacked at the hotel and walking around wonderful Spiez. The holiday had truly started.

Happy Days.

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  4. There is something about the grandeur of mountains that just speaks to my soul. It is highly unlikely I will ever get to see the Alps but I am hoping to get back to the Rockies this summer, if I can screw up the courage to trust the GPS and go on a little road trip. It’s only about a six to seven hour drive from where I live.

    I love your photos almost as much as your commentary. I hope you get to return to this magical place in the very near future. 🙂

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      1. Oh, I will. Gotta get over the anxiety of the kids’ being left without me and gotta earn enough $$$ but it will happen!

        (And you need to go BACK!)

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  9. I love your Swiss Sundays and beautiful memories. Thank you for taking us with you on your journey. It takes a lot of vulnerability to share your precious life and memories. Truly, I love Switzerland even more; although I’ve never been but have dreamed of it! Happy Sunday sweet friend. 💕🙏🏻

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      1. That means so much. Thank you. 💕 I’m having a great week. The birds are singing every morning for me! So loudly! I’m praying and sending love and hugs to you both! 🙏🏻💛

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