Waking up to 2022 looking out on a fog covered Lake Zug. Visiting dear friends, we go back over 30 years. Feeling privileged and thankful. That we could travel this week. That we kept in touch through the decades and through life’s changes. That conversations as always pick up where we left off last time, even though we couldn’t visit each other these past 2 pandemic years. I missed them I realise now seeing each other again.

Sunrise in Walchwil, with a view of fog covered Lake Zug, and Rigi mountain