Sankt Moritz

On the last day of our holidays we had a long drive ahead of us to get home again, but we didn't let that stop us from exploring and enjoying ourselves. So after we had packed the car, we headed into one of the most famous ski resorts in the world - Saint Moritz.

We had driven past Saint Moritz on the way into Pontresina, and had seen the multitude of fur-coated people strolling on the frozen lakes. Clearly this was no modest, little, swiss village.

It was a crystal clear day and we were keen to check out the view, so we took the lifts (two funiculars and a cable car) to the top: Piz Nair.

Indeed the view, from 2500m, was incredible, and we took many photos. But made the mistake of trying to get a quick bite to eat, which we timed poorly to coincide with a busy lunch hour.

After our morning of mingling with the rich and famous on the ski slopes we jumped back in the car and headed a little further around the valley to Majola, where we were hoping to do some snow-shoeing (yes we are getting a little obsessed with the snow-shoeing).

We didn't really find the marked trails which supposedly exist there (the tourist office was closed and we didn't want to lose time searching around ourselves) so we just threw on our raquettes and marched into the forest.

It was a really nice walk through the forest, although we kept stumbling upon the langlauf tracks that had been cut through the forest, making us feel a little less intrepid than we might have done.

We stayed until dusk before packing ourselves back into the car for the drive back through the Julier pass and home. The end of an amazing few days in Eastern Switzerland, that left us wanting to go back soon.