Anywhere in the world I go, I am astounded at how far other countries are behind Switzerland in the matter of recycling. Frankly the Swiss make it look easy, so I called in a friend to write about how they do it.
The ice cold Corona sat there taunting me. I could hear it whispering, "drink me" (in Spanish of course), as the condensation languidly trailed down its curvaceous exterior.
You know that moment we are all seeking as travelers? You know, the one where you arrive somewhere, immediately forget about how much you need to stretch your legs or go to the toilet, and you just look around in awe, take it all in and think: “That, ladies and gentleman, is my next Facebook cover photo”.