The climb up the mountain was steep, even the electric carriage we travelled in seemed to pause momentarily. I looked over at the driver smiling as I listened to his pleasant Swiss German dialect, which sounded like German spoken with a rhythmic singing Irish accent. I thought to myself “Gaulish tribes definitely must have lived here long ago”. His long moustache, jovial manner and generous build reminded me of my beloved characters from Asterix. Finally, we reached the summit. Exiting the station I ventured outside and was immediately blinded by light that surrounded me from every side. The cold air instantly revived, and as my eyes became accustomed to the light I looked out beyond, transfixed in absolute wonder at the most beautiful sight I had ever experienced in my entire life. As far as the eye could venture, majestic clouds stretched out paying homage to the grandeur of the Alps on the horizon. “Heaven on Earth” were the words that echoed deep within my mind, heart and soul. Never before had I known such peace, serenity and beauty.