Interlude

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But don't think I didn't do anything besides work on my trip: we took advantage of the long weekend and did a little skiing in Verbier, Switzerland. While neither K nor I are expert skiers, and the snow was a bit thin and icy, it was a blast to spend two full days in the mountains surrounded by the Swiss Alps.

We even found a fantastic B&B in a little village below Verbier, "Roland Collombin" (named for, and owned by, the famous Swiss skiier), who turned 57 while we were staying there, precipitating a pretty wild evening of Raclette and Fendant in the B&B basement (formerly 300-year-old cow barn...). And this is beyond the simple pleasures of the place (moderately priced, close to the lift, simple clean room, lovely village). Who knew?