On Friday evening we jumped in the car and drove up the Valais to Leukerbad. Linda had visited Leukerbad last year for work, and liked it so much she wanted to take me there and see it again.
Swiss in style. Forget about candles and whale songs; because I arrived 10 minutes late (not my fault) the masseuse told me my massage would be reduced by 10 minutes, the music was bad 90s, and the rooms were more hospital than hippy. I was actually more relaxed before the massage!