Mes Vacances: Part 2

I realized upon crossing the Italy/Switzerland border that I have never met anyone from Switzerland. I know people who have gone to Switzerland and come to think of it I have not heard from those people in awhile. Here is why... Switzerland is so beautiful! The whole country, well at least every part that I saw. Mountains, snow, green, rivers, lakes, blue is what rushes through my head when I remember my time there. And the people, oh the people are so wonderful!
First we went to Zermatt and did some skiing, which was full of adventures. I will highlight one of them...So Zermatt is I believe the highest ski resort in the Alps. Therefore, if we were skiing in Zermatt, we have to go to the highest point in Zermatt, Stockholm. In order to get to Stockholm, we took a train, then 3 different gondolas. On the way up the gondola's were getting smaller and smaller, as were the number of people. By the time we reached Stockholm, there were probably about 13 people with us (not alot!). We looked at our map, yep we are in the right spot, and the slope just says it is a yellow, and yellow means downhill skiing. Well shortly we would find out that yellow is just not classified because it is too difficult and varies! Also we see a sign that says that ski patrol does not come down this part, basically we are at our own risk. Why this didn't scare us away, I don't know!
So everyone that was on our gondola starts busting out cross country skies, backpacks, water, ice picks! The smart thing for us at this time would have been to turn around, but of course we did not. We came to the top and we will ski down! So we start following the crown who is now hiking up a ridge. At this time what is running through my head, is well 'if everyone jumps of a cliff are you?'. Apparently yes, because we are literally hiking on a ridge with cliffs on either side of us, with our ski boots on, carrying our skis.
We reach some Italian ski instructors that we had met on the lift, who of course proceed to laugh at us. But thankfully, after 30 minutes of hiking they show us the way to get down. Well in order to reach the slope, unless we want to hike for another hour minutes, we have to traverse basically three feet above a cliff. We watch them all go, and looks simple, just stay in their tracks. Right as we are gearing up to go, two airplanes flight in front of us, yes right in front of us! Two like fighter jet air force air planes, that is how high we are right. So naturally, we wait for a little while just in case there is an avalanche or something caused by the planes.
Now we have mustered up the courage to go. We click in our boots and away we go! Thankfully we make it to the slope, which isn't really a slope, it is a glacier! Yes we are glacier skiing. Which was really cool, a little difficult, I prefer powder, but no complaints, I am in the Alps and I am alive and I have not yet fallen off a cliff. That will happen when I reach Interlaken.