It was pitch black. In the distance loomed the towering mountains of the Swiss Alps, though we couldn’t see them from the swaying cable car. We were currently 5,000 feet above sea level and still climbing.
It had already been a long day. I’d left Lisbon early that morning and flown to Zurich to meet Emily (best friend of 15 years, anxious traveler, guar…
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