We went skiing with my parents in Crans-Montana, Switzerland for a long weekend. The town seems to sit halfway up the mountains, and was a good base for skiing. The resort is massive with mostly intermediate trails, but offering a great -- no, incredible-- view when it's clear. We didn't cover all of the "pistes", but my Dad, Bob and I made sure to go to the peak. My Mom can now say she's skied the Alps, which can sound intimidating, but there are plenty of family-friendly trails.
After returning to Basel, we were ready to kick off Fasnacht. This is our third year to participate, and Bob and I finally made it to Morgestraich at 4 am, a ridiculous hour to start anything, let alone a parade. Although Fasnacht is a great event to bring visitors to, my parents slept at home with the kids while we experienced the city in total darkness and the start of the three-day event. We figured it was important to get the full experience, as we may never again get the opportunity to do so -- or, we may not want to set the alarm for 2:45 am again. So, we made our way to Basel with crowds, and heard the church bells ring at 4, followed by a shout of "Morgestraich, vorwärts marsch!" The lights of the city went out and we watched groups march by with lanterns, amidst the sounds of piccolos. We watched the procession, and then stopped at a restaurant for mehlsuppe (flour soup), a traditional Fasnacht dish, before heading back to bed. All before 5:30 am.
Fasnacht is traditionally the end of winter, and welcomes spring to Basel. Although we are still getting some snow, we are looking forward to the arrival of spring very soon. Tschüss!
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