So lets just have a sum-up here. The years only a third of the way through and I’ve already managed to visit three (or four, if you’re a Scottish Nationalist) countries. They recommend save the best for last, and I would almost agree.

Perhaps it was my new board, or maybe it was the food and the local beer, maybe the rather picturesque scenery had something to do with it and that the lack of fresh snow and left-over jetlag from New Z that just melted away.. but I ♥ Switzerland!

First thing : the journey. Sam, Anneli, Nico and I flew out of London City Airport: a small town airport in a massive capitol. You’re checked in and through security in a matter of minutes and arrive in what appears to be a pub / waiting area. The flight was so fast - that might have something to do with what I was comparing it to (26 hours to New Zealand) - accompanied by lovely little Swiss Air chocolates, and two sudoku’s later we arrived in Basel. I ♥ London City Airport

But enough about that - how about my new board? Well… it was perfection. Bindings? Snugger than a snow bunny in a bun. Sam had been taunting me as he’d just had a weeks snowboarding in exactly the same resort (rather an unplanned coincidence), and had “gotten so much better.” By day two, I was (almost) leaving him in the slush. I ♥ Arborâ„¢. I ♥ Rideâ„¢.

And all of this wrapped up in the dramatic range of the Swiss Alps.

Interlaken