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 into
the mountains
we went...

finally, 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