I awoke this morning in the shadow of the snow-capped Eiger Mountain to the chorus of bells worn by cows grazing upon the rolling hills of Grindelwald, Switzerland. Now, I’m standing 11,333 feet in the open air at Jungfraujoch, knownRead more
I awoke this morning in the shadow of the snow-capped Eiger Mountain to the chorus of bells worn by cows grazing upon the rolling hills of Grindelwald, Switzerland. Now, I’m standing 11,333 feet in the open air at Jungfraujoch, knownRead more