z i n a l

a few weeks ago,
before the snow
was
giving way
to spring,
our friends
invited
us
up
to a little
300 year old
cabin
in the mountains
of the valais.
a cute
ski town
called zinal.



we took
the train
to sierres.
they picked
us up
and drove us
up
the
windy mountain.




we arrived
as the sun
was beginning
to set.
christophe and jesse
brought out
cheese, bread,
and wine
from the valais
for a sunset feast.




we talked
and ate until
the very last bit
of sun
vanished from
the mountain tops.




in the morning
we awoke
to a bowl
of coffee
and
the sun
on our faces.




we walked into
town
to
see about
maybe
spending the afternoon
on the slopes.



our timing
was bad.
everything was closed
for lunch.
so we had a beer
and waited...



then
up...
up...
up into
the mountains
we went...



f i n a l l y
we had
the opportunity
to snowboard
in the alps!


{photo by grub}

. . . . .

after
an exhausting
afternoon
christophe
made us
fondue à la tomate.



we stayed up
late
a listened
to christophe's
stories
of research
in faraway lands.

. . . . . .

sunday morning
meant
it was time
to pack up
and head home.




we lingered
over coffee
in
the morning light.



we said
our goodbyes
and headed
homeward.




xo