Was that semester of hiking, biking, skiing and climbing (rock and ice, mind you) just a faraway dream or did it actually happen? My 1990s-era scrapbook and a bunch of crazy friends tell me it was real.
I've only returned to Switzerland once since then, but you better believe I'll be trekking back there as soon as the kids are ready for such a grand adventure. (They will be "ready" when we gather the courage to take them on hellishly long plane/train rides.)
One of these days I'll get around to scanning and sharing more of my old-fashioned 35-mm photos. Until then, you can check out another shot of the Matterhorn in my shop.