We've been in Zuoz for a couple of days now and the weather has been hmm, not that great. It's quite warm (for Switzerland) but it's snowing all the time so that's nice. My brother got a sledge for Small Paw so

We were woken up early Wednesday morning by gentle singing followed by very loud cow bells ringing - Chalandamarz is here! Chalandamarz means March 1st in Rumantsch (chalanda = first of the month, marz = self-explanatory). Rumantsch is the language spoken in Switzerland's Grisons canton, "Graubünden" in German.

Tomorrow is our last day on the lift ticket so we figured we should try something really wild and crazy - skiing! The last time I skied I was the epitome of style in a pink and blue all-in-one suit with a matching headband. Conor can't even remember

[Ed. note: This is a guest post from our good friend Claudia who came to visit because she didn't believe us that it could really get this cold somewhere in the civilized world. Unfortunately (or rather fortunately) by the time she arrived the temperatures had considerably warmed up.

All of Europe is in a cold-spell these days so this isn't too special, especially since everyone expects cold and snow up here in the mountains of Switzerland. But it's still a bit disconcerting when you check the weather report and see these numbers (on the

Sunrise in the Engadin is supposedly at 7:51 but the sun doesn't actually hit the valley floor until around 9am. So early mornings are rather dark around these parts. Luckily we don't have to get out of bed until, well, until we feel like it