Not only is it Maryse’s birthday today, she decided to celebrate by doing the Patrouille des Glaciers starting four am today…
The PDG is a big deal – like a marathon across the mountains on skis – and there are two versions: one from Arrolla, and one from Zermatt (which is the longer of the two and reserved for the clinically insane).
And the Swiss military get heavily involved, too, which is why my afternoon (hangover recovery) nap has just been interrupted by six fighter jets trying to get as close to our balcony as was humanly possible. Er, thanks.