By Colleen Thomas
Tribune News Service
I’m trekking down the side of a Swiss mountain, and I see my salvation far below in the lush green valley. The structure appears no bigger than a dot, yet it has what I’m craving: a hot meal and a bed.
I’m trekking down the side of a Swiss mountain, and I see my salvation far below in the lush green valley. The structure appears no bigger than a dot, yet it has what I’m craving: a hot meal and a bed.