Adieu Arosa

Our last day in Arosa is always a sad one. Bidding farewell to our favourite winter paradise is tough, especially when we won't be back for another nine months. But we were lucky to grab this sneaky week away so who are we to complain. Plus leaving on such a sunny high is always uplifting.
We all managed to do some skiing before a farewell lunch at our favourite mountain restaurant, the Gspan complete with apfel strudel and vanilla sauce. Tom and I then each picked up one of the kids and carried them home for a last run down. Mini was exhilarated, shouting more mama more! Definitely a skier in the making.