National Day!

Nearly 800 years without a scratch, a good enough opportunity to get hammered!

To do so, My family, friends and the renegades who left Ireland to invade Switzerland, gathered all together to celebrate this holy day, or more, to pillage my cellar until dawn. Mission accomplished and no need to say the following day was difficult and almost as unbearable than an group of swiss german tourists roaring patriotic songs in your ears.

Still, we managed to do a trek 2 days later topped with a fondue at 15oo meter high (in feet, well, higher than the Wicklows that's for sure) in a nice little mountain farm.

Thanks for everything guys, It was absolutely great!