When in Rome, or Zurich in our case, one does as the locals do. The first picture is actually from January. We did a little advance work to scope out possible locations for our longer February vacation. We found a lovely hostel in a town called Filzbach in the Canton of Glarus that is right next to a major sledding hill. We took the lift up the hill and rode down for more than 25 minutes on these classic (and highly effective) sleds.
The hostel was simple but incredible. It extremely kid-friendly. We got two rooms next to each other at the end of a long hall way - the boys in one, Elena and I another. It featured two different game rooms: one with blocks and toys and another with ping-pong, fussball and tumbling mats. Plus, there is a cafeteria with a fireplace, a cupboard full of games and puzzles and an honor-system buffet of snacks and drinks. The boys would get up and run down to the game room and leave us to sleep a little longer. During our ski week
We rented a car during ski week so we could travel from the hostel to the ski hill called Flumserberg. The boys both took 4 days of lessons and went from never skiing before to being able to handle the 'blue' hills with confidence (the progression - from easiest to hardest - is bunny, green, blue, red, black, double black or black diamond). Isaac even went down a red with Elena on the final day. As part of his lessons, Isaac even got to be in a small race on the last day in which he finished 6th out of about 50 kids taking beginners lessons. You can see a picture of him getting hug from a huge penguin on skis named Bobo (the ski schools mascot) right after he finished his run in the race.
Elena took a couple days of lessons as well and rekindled her interest and competence in skiing.
One day - Valentines Day in fact - while the boys were in lessons, Elena and I went to the top-most part of the ski area and got a great view of the all the nearby peaks and enjoyed a hour together. The weather and visibility were near perfect for our entire week there.
At the end of the week, we decided to drive an extra 45 minutes and tour Vaduz, the capital city of Lichtenstein, one of the world's smallest countries. You can see one picture where the boys are waving flags and way up in the backround is the castle where the ruler of Lichtenstein actually lives. We walked up the hill to get a better look, but you can't tour the inside because, apparently, the crown prince must use all 130 rooms.
After our barnstorming of Lichtenstein (appropriate as it is not much bigger than a barn but has more banks), we headed back to Zurich a little sorer and happier.
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