sunny switzerland

This past weekend, Stefan and I headed to Switzerland for his dad's wedding.  I was quite apprehensive about the event (particularly what I was to wear), after being scarred from a previous Swiss wedding we attended about a year ago.  For that celebration, I opted to wear a bright red dress (which I thought perfect given Switzerland's faved colors) only to discover that everyone else was wearing greys, browns, and beiges.  I did not go unnoticed.  (Nor untalked about.)  Let me save you some trouble: it is always best to try your hardest to blend in with everyone else when wedding-bound in die Schweiz.   

This wedding - having learned my lesson - I went for a simple black dress with peplum and black tights. 

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As I was trying to not stick out (especially as the only American in attendance), I opted to not bring my extra large camera nor iPhone to take copious photos.  You'll just have to trust me that the event (and my dress) were a success.

Saturday, Frank and Marlene - two good German friends of ours - drove down from Munich to visit.  They also got married last summer and honeymooned in Hawaii before heading to San Francisco for our nuptials.  The last time we had been together had been the decadent dinner out we enjoyed immediately post nuptials as our wedding presents to each other.

As it was dreary and gloomy that day, we decided to take a trip up a nearby mountain to try and break free of the copious cloud cover.  I decided to embrace my American heritage and bring along my big camera to document the day.

Not the nicest of weather

I was skeptical as we boarded the cable car and moved into the sea of white.  How could we possibly see the sun on a day like today?  After a few minutes, however, the white thinned and we suddenly emerged from the blanket of white.

We were thrilled to be able to explore the mountain top (and enjoy the spectacular views) in the gorgeous sun.

After a lot of walking (and even more picture taking), we opted to lounge on the deck to enjoy some apple wine and strudel.

The only thing that could make the day more perfect was a fondue dinner at home.  With lots of wine and lots of cheese.

Frank slicing up perfectly proportioned bread,

Stefan chopping up garlic for his cheesy blend

And we finished it all!

Sadly, the weekend was short and after a big brunch of Swiss cheese and fruits Sunday morning, I had to hop back on a plane to head home.  We're already counting the days until our next visit.

xoxo
KK