At the top once more it was snowing again and we emerged into a scene of pristine white snow, several centimetres deep, a crisp atmosphere that clawed at our fingers and toes and pure mountain air that filled our lungs and cleared our heads.
We walked for a while through trees weighed down heavily with snow, deep frozen and covered in frost and ice, along steep slippery paths where we had to watch our step as we walked all around the summit and then back to the cable car.
Have Bag, Will Travel 
Perfect!
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Really enough with that ‘S’ word. 🙂
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Brrrr. What kind of holiday is that? Snow and freezing fingers and toes. Not my cup of tea. I sure wouldn’t pay for it. 😀 😀
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