Swiss Sunday

I love Switzerland. So many holidays, so many memories. It’s such a special place. I would move there in a heartbeat. Hopefully these Sunday homages give just a feel for why I feel that way. But it’s not just me. Hawklad feels the same way. It’s a country where he feels comfortable and safe. He finds it exciting and full of wonder. Yes Switzerland is special.

Swiss Sunday

It’s Sunday here in Yorkshire so it must be time for our weekly trip down memory lane to alpine heaven. It’s time to visit Switzerland. Or should I say water heaven…

For a completely land locked country Switzerland has a lot of rivers and lakes. Boats are just part of the landscape here.

So much water. There are an estimated 7000 lakes here. Even hotel balconies can bring you close to the lake edge.

I’m a climber (‘was’) so I naturally gravitate to the peaks, the mighty Alps. But there is something about spending a relaxing for few hours slowly crossing a peaceful Swiss Lake. The stresses and anxieties of life are quickly forgotten here. What would I give to be there right now.

Swiss Sunday

It’s very early Sunday morning here in Yorkshire. I’m dreaming. I’m dreaming big.

This week I was going through some old boxes that I had stored away when I cleaned mums house out. Looking for some old papers but I quickly got sidetracked. I found an old postcard. Wow, remember them….. It was one I had sent to my mum from my first trip to Switzerland. Many years ago. Pre parenting times. If I remember right it was sent on the first afternoon of the holiday. I used to write quite big as my handwriting is pretty poor. Not ideal with a small postcard. I struggled to fit mums address in the right half of the card. The first few words read of the message read.

“Hi Mum. Here safe. Switzerland is EPIC. I have never seen a land this beautiful, this magical, this perfect.”

Those words say it all. Switzerland is that good.

Summer holidays

So we are deep into the Summer School Holidays. Actually in Yorkshire they should be rebranded as the ‘Are you kidding me, is this really supposed to be summer’ School Holidays.

Currently I’m thinking about some of the things Hawklad gets up to and contrasting them back to my school ‘summer’ holidays. Bearing in mind that this was before home computing and just prior to the mass dinosaur extinction. Back then my brain was officially switched off for 6 weeks. Sharks think they are so clever when they can shut down half the brain for sleep but keep the other part of the brain functioning so they can still swim. What’s really special is me shutting all of my brain down for the entire summer holiday and still managing to occasionally get out of bed by lunchtime. I didn’t need the brain to find Dads secret chocolate stash each day. That tin in his garage was always filled with chocolate cigarettes – wow how things have changed. I could also just about name Newcastle United’s upcoming fixtures. That was the sum of my holiday brain work.

Now contrast that with this ‘summer’ holiday. Hawklad is memorising the French kings and queens. He’s learning the outcome of every case that went before the Nuremberg War Trials. He’s also trying to improve his knowledge on UK Sea Birds. He has also been watching every season of the American version of The Office on the TV while at the same time also watching a YouTube series about the Roman Empire on his tablet. Apparently he can only get through both series in the 6 weeks if he watches them at the same time. That’s in between playing online with his friend who has covid and trying to build bridges to the outside world again.

Has he really got 50% of my genes or are those genes just heavily concentrated in his bushy eyelashes.

Swiss Sunday

It’s very early Sunday morning here in wet and windy Yorkshire. A storm is raging and the central heating is on. But I’m awake and dreaming. Dreaming of what is still to come. I’m smiling.

It’s been far too long since I’ve stood on Swiss soil. A place which has been a huge part of my family holidays for years. It is such a place of dreams. So this stormy morning I will dream and yes many of those dreams will be set here.

Swiss Saturday

It’s Sunday. On Sunday’s my mind wanders to a special land. A place of many family holidays. Of epic mountains, beautiful lakes and peaceful valleys. Walks across wild flower meadows. A place of awe and adventures. But also a place to recharge and find yourself again. Time to visit Switzerland. Time to dream big.

Swiss Sunday

It’s Sunday so it’s most be our weekly trip to alpine heaven. A place which has provided so many memories to our family. 2015 was the last visit but one day we will return. Return to Switzerland.

Many of our memories are days spent in the mountains. The Alps are one of the wonders of the world but there is so much more to Switzerland. Memories from city trips have been just as special.

Let’s pick one. A day spent in Lucerne. It’s grand architecture, stunning water setting and a 650 year old covered wooden bridge. Can’t wait to be back there. I really can’t.

Summer Apparently

Midday July. Perfect summer weather.Will the weather pick up before the six week school holiday which starts towards the end of this month.

Six week seems a lot of time to fill but in practice it never is. It’s not because the days always fly past regardless of whether you fill them with activities or you don’t. That’s the risk, it could end up with just six weeks of vegetation. Especially with the ongoing pandemic and Hawklads anxieties and fears. Super especially if the weather stays like this.

But here’s the thing. Maybe six weeks of vegetation is what Hawklad needs.

I wonder just how many parents are pondering the same summer conundrum.

Swiss Sunday

It’s Sunday morning so it must be time for our weekly trip to one of our planets special places. A place of staggering landscapes and much sort out peace. It’s time for a photo trip to Switzerland.

We went to Switzerland so many times because it feels like a country where adventures are all around you. So much to do and see. Yet all done at a pace which is just slower than the mad rush that plagues modern life.

I so need adventures. I so need to breathe. I so want to go back to Switzerland.

Swiss Sunday.

The morning has broken here. It’s Sunday so it must be time for our weekly trip to beautiful Switzerland. A place we haven’t been able to visit since 2015 but which means so much to our little family.

WE will return.

But this morning why don’t you join me in spending a few moments remembering why we fell in love with Switzerland.