30.7.15 - Zurich | Doha

Compress bags and, with the whole group together - I came from Portugal, Zio from Spain, the Carmen from England and Ana and João were already in Switzerland - started the trip.First destination: Doha.Doha is halfway to Singapore and had to make scale in the Qatari capital.Until then, a "global" plane, full of Indians, bearded Arabs, women's burqa and Western tourists, spent hours watching movies, eating and drinking.I started with Sean Penn and Javier Barden in The Gun Man, then reviewed the Grand Budapest Hotel and the Simpsons. Among gin, red wine, brandy and beer, ate a steamed beef and rice pine nuts, plus a considerable amount of chocolate that Qatar Airlines was offering.Doha at night and air view, is a city of skyscrapers lit skies, the best city-state style. Also, I'm in the land of them! Eight hours at the airport, after strolling through Bentley, McLaren and MV Agusta, have gone to some fancy stores and loung of Oneworld, already find myself in flight boarding gate bound for Singapore.See you!

19.1.15 - Vaduz | Rapperswil | Zürich

Cold and sun at Lichtenstein to beginning a journey that, in a short space and time, would make me cross two countries, linking Vaduz - Lichenstein capital - to Zürich, Switzerland.
Some say that Vaduz is the most uninteresting capital of Europe. I fully agree. In the country - and in the capital, confusing one thing to another - breathes well-being and economic strength but it's all very grey. There is nothing apart from good homes and cars of the upper middle class.
Hill climbing to the castle by a dizzying road, close and felt like doing at high speed. "If it was Porsche," I thought ... And is not that past ten seconds had a roar of a boxer engine behind me ?! Shame not go at that Stuttgart wheel.
Then I headed to Zürich, choosing a national road: what wonder, what joy to view and mind.
The road followed the whole mountain, an up and down through icy hills, trees with ice stalactites, streams, people using the horse as a means of transportation and other with ski-background. A landscape of the more bucolic and endearing that may exist. How would say my Brazilian friends, amei.
Until Rapperswil stopped in several villages to take pictures because I wanted to keep track of everything of this.
After that the landscape has changed and came the big lake. What a feeling! All so clear, body & soul purifier.
In Rapperswil stopped the car and walked across the lake. I saw ducks, herons and woodcocks. Nature is present in the cities, not leaving invade, creating a perfect set.
The reach Zürich, the banks of the lake, I began to realize how fancy the city would be: dream homes, Ferrari stands, Porsche, Bentley, Jaguar, Aston Martin.
The town itself, after this cold and European California bath



, showed up in all its magnitude.
Zürich is a fantastic city, a bastion of European traditions in the financial world and this is reflected in the buildings, in culture, in stores, in people.
I walked by the lake and the old town. I went up to the uptown and down saw Wasserkiche.
I hope to return!

17.1.15 - Lech

A few kilometers separate the "Switzerland base" from the Austrian Alpine resorts.
The sunrise didn´t already occur but I and John were already driving: I as a pilot, with the John to charge the GPS notes and increased focus on the radar; heard on the radio the successes from Tendinha and Jamiroquai, remnants of the sounding board of the trip through Croatia and Bosnia. Lech was the destiny.
With the approach of the resort, white robe intensified, testing my snow driving skills. Not bad!
Back to skiing with John, returning to La Molina in the 90s, or the La Mongie after the millennium. During the day we remember huge things, laughing all day! (Yes Toli, you missed, but you were topic of conversation. If we had a Mojave, had seen much better!). For ten years of separation of the great resorts and has long wanted to return.

Lech was chosen to begin Snowtrip, being in Austria. - Much cheaper than Switzerland. Even so, the amount of Bentley and Maserati , I8, Mercedes F1 and other crown jewels per square meter, I wondered how it would be St . Moritz.
The ski was painful, a real time m * £ @% because the snow which was falling and we weren´t enable to see an inch in front of the nose.
Among suits and falls, I had goulash, sausage and chips for lunch, with a pint of Franciscan beer, by the price of a McMenu in Switzerland.
The après ski was powerful: Lech is a friendly village with wooden low houses, very typical with many cafes and five-star hotels, receptions of Mercedes, BMW and other luxury brands.