Sonntag, 23. März 2014
Nei, es het kei Schnee / No, there is no snow
"Of course there is no snow in Valchava", I said to everybody who asked, whether we were mad to spent our weekend in the Engadin under this weather conditions. I was absolutely sure, that all snow would have already vanished from there, because Valchave lays south in the Engadin (close to Italy) and only on 1440 m. Well, I can only recommend you, never to listen to Mrs. Gwundergarten when she talks about weather or geography. But... to excuse myself... they had 4 meters of snow until recently, that means this little bit here, is nearly invisible, isn't it?
We wanted to spent a lovely weekend in this colorful hotel. A short escape from the hustle and bustle to take a refreshing breath of mountain air.
... und ausnahmsweise Personal das dies für uns erledigte.
In the rooms were a lovely fragrance of pine and we really felt welcome because of the very friendly staff. Yes, you're right, we didn't make our bed, but we were on a short holiday, remember? (and staff who made it after we left the room)
On the next day we walked from Valchava to Müstair and back again. On our way we saw those gorgeouse houses, which are so typical in the Engadin. We really do love them, but have a look at yourself:
And for once the feathered friends were welcomed, they even help them with the nesting. Those people are really very nice.
I love those big, big doors.
But this is a crime against the eye *LoL*. Sorry, dear builder, I'm not sure whether this should be art or just practical... never mind, I rather turn my look back to...
... this lovely door. Isn't that just sweet?
Narrow roads through small villages.
Relax.... nothing you have to do... no hurry... just hang loose and enjoy it. Life at its best.
Finally we reached the convent of Müstair.
The saints were nice to us and...
... sent us some sunshine. What can I say more than Halleluja! :o)
Unfortunately we were 5 minutes late for a visit in the museum of the convent.
But never mind, there were lovely things to see from the outside too.
On the cemetry we had a little break. I don't like every cemetry, but this one I did, because it felt so quiet and calm... absolutely not spuky.
I felt save and in good hands.
I guess, this guy here wouldn't give me the same feeling if he stood on that pedestal from above *LoL*. However, he would make a great guard in my garden, don't you think so? But my hubby didn't want to carry him back up the valley and so he (the guard not my hubby *LoL*) had to stay back in Müstair.
Then we had to walk all the way back up to Valchava. And we learnt one more thing: never trust Mrs. Gwundergarten, when she feels that this way would lead back to the village and would be all cleared from snow. After a ten minutes walk on it, we had to turn because we stood infront of a wall of snow and there was no way getting further on and we couldn't see where the path would go on.
And today morning we drove back home... after we dug our little car out from 30 cm snow and brought it back on the street. Because my little Nissan Micra hasn't grown up to a Land Rover over night, we didn't manage it to drive over the pass road and had therefore to choose the road through Italy to Austria to Lichtenstein and back to Switzerland. Never say my little Nissan doesn't see something of the world.
Habt alle einen guten Start in die neue Woche, was immer sie bringen mag.
I wish you all a good start into the new week, whatever it may bring.
Häbet Sorg / Take care