A Return to the Mountains

During my 2011 trip to Italy, we flew from Zurich to Milan. Despite my exhaustion from the long journey, my first view of the Alps stunned me. I vowed to return some day, and during 2015 my wish came true.

Our trip started as a direct flight to Italy, but the memory of the Alps beckoned me . Instead, we flew into Zurich and drove the winding road to Italy. To say the trip was breathtaking is an understatement. In “The Kingdom of Belamour,” I write of the villager’s deep reverence to the mountains.  For the first time, I truly understood what I had wrote about. Words cannot convey the beauty of the Alps. It was a mystical experience I will never forget.


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