I have heard the phrase “rolling hills” a lot. but I don’t think I really had an idea of what that meant until I was in Switzerland. I was transfixed looking out the window in the car. it was so green. shades of green I had never imagined before. what was even more incredibly amazing than the color was how high up houses were built into the mountains. you can’t get electricity up there and, gasp!, internet but they sure were beautiful. J told me that a lot of times when you live in those houses there aren’t even roads and you have to climb up each and every time.