We are about to tell you an alpine tale. A hut built in 1786 that belonged to farmers and their cows, who still spend some nights in the big shed at the beginning of June and September. Tonight we are going to sleep here, too. Drinking the fresh water of the trough. Stepping on fragrant dry hay along easy slopes at 1700 metres altitude. Waiting for the local fondue to cook as long as it takes on the burning firewood. Sinking under layers of butter-coloured feathers and of warm fur…
A mountain Grand Hotel should have the history and elegance of the Gstaad Palace. A subtle triumph in hospitality and service, a supreme atmosphere in every hall and corridor. Textures and fabrics arouse joy – the lift padding is the nth wonderful tartan. The cubes of yellow mountain butter, the perfect gaufres, the morning newspaper, the warm waterfall with the scent of tangerine rind, the sauna, the romantic Walig Hut and Gildo, Head Maître D’ since 1968. La Dolce Vita continues in the Swiss Alps.
This is a place of miracles and wonders. At Le Grand Bellevue they’ve preserved the superb class of a Grand Hotel, the only one in the exclusive village of Gstaad. A huge yellow cream cake with towers, balconies, parasols and a Swiss flag on top as a candle. It’s been stripped of all the more obvious classic and bourgeois details and reinvented with pride in a refined eclectic contemporary style: shades of yellow and turquois, wall papers with birds, elegant and colourful fresh flowers compositions, coffee brown tweeds, red-purple checks and art deco lamps. Every detail makes you smile, like the gold pineapple (symbol of hospitality) on the appliques and keys, so unexpected, exotic and noble…
by Luca De Santis
Luca loves traveling to discover wonders. He loves to give space to diversity. Luca loves to stay. He loves everything that becomes ritual and is handed down from father to son. (Luca, Meraviglia Paper Creative Director is also art director, photographer and video maker).
by Paola Corini
Paola loves the sun when it’s not too strong, the smell of herbs, the colour combination of Botswana’s Lilac-breasted Roller, freshly baked bread, mountain air, people who smile, words and summer fruit. Up to one year ago writing and traveling were the extraordinary, yet in 2013 she founded Meraviglia Paper together with Laura and became a self-assured Travel Editor. She keeps thinking that traveling in this world is extraordinary, magical, and essential.
Kleine Scheidegg, Switzerland
It’s a cool Friday of September at Lauterbrunnen station, a secluded village in Western Switzerland. While tourists get down from their carriages with a fresh glow, other travellers, who have just arrived, hurry on platform 3. The last train to Kleine Scheidegg is about to leave. The carriage starts moving uphill at unsteady pace, the same speed of a carousel at a fun fair…
Val Fex, Switzerland
The owners will tell you: “It’s the last house”, meaning the hotel is located far up, deep into this glorious valley. At night, you are immersed in a magical silence, where the only noise you can hear is the wood floor creaking under the feet of someone who retire to their room last, never too late. At breakfast, the homemade strawberry and rhubarb jam with butter and mountain bread brings back memories of a happy childhood…
Lavin wouldn’t be such a special place if it weren’t for the bright yet delicate pink of Piz Linard’s façade standing out from the few houses of the village…
From Zuoz the road to Bergun becomes immediately steep. You drive through the Albula Pass, look at the unique landscape around you and think this is how Iceland must look like, powerfully luscious, mysterious and unfamiliar, with magnetic green vegetation, stones, grazing animals and moody skies. You go past a small emerald lake; the air is cold at high altitude. Then you start descending and get back to a village of only a few picturesque houses and farmhouses. Kurhaus is a big mountain hotel. You walk up the staircase, open a burgundy door and find yourself like Alice in a time of wonders…
Lej da Staz, Switzerland
Sankt Moritz lies behind a curtain of trees, undetected. The lake is magnetic, its perfectly oval shape a mirror to the sky. Four cabins sit on a small sandy patch, and a long thin pier stretches into the water. Wooden platforms, like plaids on the grass, become alive in the early sun, for a picnic or a dive in the fresh water. Everything here belongs to the nature…
Vals has an area of 150 km2, of which only 0.5% is occupied by houses and streets. Most of its surface is covered in rivers, glaciers, forests and grass. Leis sits in this enchanting setting…
Val Fex, Switzerland
This lush green valley, immersed in almost uninterrupted sunlight, will seduce you. On one side, a path running alongside a stream rises up to a tiny church with frescos, a gem from the 1500. All around is grassy hillsides, edelweiss flowers, maso buildings, barns and farmhouses. Chesa Pool lies right here. “Chesa” means house and in Romanic it is a typical name for a venerable, old Engadine house. These houses were mostly built as farmhouses with living quarters. Today this converted Engadine house constitutes the main building of the Chesa Pool. Its kitchen is an exquisite light expression of the Engadine tradition. Ask for the “Mosques” room for the real mountain fairytale.
Meraviglia is the amazement that stems from things that are perfect, unusual, great and authentic. We at Meraviglia Paper will help you find these things. To motivate and inspire you. Sometimes we will show you far away places and other times places closer to home. Discovery can only exist through sharing.
Love for simple and quality things and attention to details brought Ruth and Thomas to open a bed and breakfast on the “sunny side” of Vals. At Meraviglia paper, we deeply share the same values and that’s why there’s nothing we would change about Brucke 49. Starting from the original plans made in Paris in 1902, this is in many ways a special place. Rooms are larger than usual and ceilings are higher. Design inspired, the decor is a perfect balance of rustic and vintage. Every morning, they bake their own seeded bread for breakfast, while everything else is sourced from local farmers: milk, cheese, fruit, yogurt, jam, bunderfleisch (dry meat). The library and the family kitchen are open to the clients. “This is a villa that you will be happy to use as your home”.
Bever is an unspoilt valley. A fairy-tale path takes you to Spinas by foot, by carriage or by a magic red train. The inn is like Santa’s house, surrounded only by Swiss pines and immersed in complete silence. If it’s true that every inn in the mountain has its own playroom, here there’s a 100 year old bowling track that is in perfect conditions and still uses nostalgic shiny wooden balls.