And after our little cold water pit stop we head for the ultra posh St Moritz. It really is incredibly posh. Fur coats and white jeans appears to be de-rigour when shopping in Prada these days! The hotels are full of Rolls and Bentleys, and because it is a sporty kind of alpine place, the stretch limos have bike and ski racks on the roof. Fantastic. We park up by the lake (making use of St Moritz sailing club car parking, the only bit that seems to be free.) as I head into the main town to search out some decent swiss and Austrian maps for the next leg of our journey. Kids do a bit of acrobatics, and before we know it we are off again.
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