All of Switzerland,
filtered gently to you.

A stone bath house in a narrow valley.

Warm windows, quiet corners.

A slow lunch under larch beams.

Loops, tunnels and a language change.

Painted houses and open pastures.

Europe's longest glacier under your feet.

Fondation Beyeler mornings, Rhine swims after.

Cheese, bread, lake air.

Coffee, quays, and the jet d'eau.

Twenty minutes off the marked path.

Six kilometres of sandstone shopping.

Terraces of vines above Lake Geneva.

A river the colour of bottle glass.

A stone village Segantini called the threshold to paradise.

Sgraffito walls and a Schellen-Ursli childhood.

A high side-valley the modern century barely touched.

Two hills, two fortresses, one wine town.

A four-kilometre limestone amphitheatre.

A dairy, a castle, and a hilltop town closed to cars.

Walk the medieval walls with the lake at your back.

Yellow limestone, quiet quays, a very French kind of Swiss.

One of the oldest libraries in Europe — put on the felt slippers.

Europe's most voluminous waterfall, an hour from Zürich.

A rack railway to a Mario Botta ridge restaurant.

Wide pastures, low farms, and a horse breed of its own.

One line, many passes — don't do the whole route in one day.

A dark-blue mountain lake fifteen minutes above the valley.

Eleven fountains, eleven altars, eleven bells — a whole town built on a superstition.

Warm thermal water without the alpine detour.

Apple orchards, farm shops and a valley most visitors miss.

Two hundred cherry trees in bloom in late April.

Take the boat to Vitznau, not the tour to the Rigi.

The old city where a whole religion took root.

A century of mechanical music, still being made.