Switzerland is probably one of those country that oozes cool and cold at the same time. Apart from the Lucerne, which I completely falling in love with (next post coming up!), the highlight would be our weekend trip when we crammed into the skylift and rose 10,000 feet to the top of Mt. Titlis. All I could see was a few metres thick smorgasbord snow. It was amazing but the journey to the top was probably quite a horrific one. We were lucky because shortly after we reached the top of the mountain, all skylifts were shut down due to strong wind (which looked like a storm to me rather than wind). Soon after I found myself lying down with think snow slapping on my face.