Just home from a holiday in Switzerland with National Geographic Expeditions — an amazing trip, predominantly by train. One of the highlights was the magnificent sight of the Matterhorn, (instilled in my mind since the “bobsled ride” on “The Matterhorn” at Disneyland circa 1967.) The peak is the beloved symbol of Switzerland, the land of the sportiest people I have ever seen. We passed couples with strollers on high mountain trails, followed by their great grandparents. At the end of a long day we would cozy into chairs indoor or out lined with sheepskins; the warmth, cush and chicness embodying the perfect Alpine experience. That said, here in SB for al fresco dinners, we set pelts in dining chairs as well, so company can linger out under the stars.