Leaving sunny Cape Town in December is tough; the thought of a cold European winter gives me the shivers! So why do I do it? Tradition I suppose. There is something quite magical about a white Christmas – the pure beauty, the peaceful silence of soft falling snow and the sound of fresh snow crunching beneath your boots. The crisp snow glistening in the sunshine against a high blue sky takes my breath away – not to mention the romantic blazing fires, in-house entertainment, snowstorms, and a fair amount of après-ski, sipping Glühwein.
Gstaad has been my buzz-worthy love for 33 years. Yes, it is growing and changing and, yes, it is ridiculously overpriced but the die-hard returnees love the Swissness and beauty of Gstaad. In a nutshell, it will continue to flourish in all its perfection because some things never change!
Gstaad my Love