H Stories

Over 360 Alpine bends lie ahead of us. My fingers are tingling. My hands would now rather be clutching the slim handlebars of a road bike and not the padded car steering wheel.

A story written by one family, and an address that stands for old-world luxury: it’s hard not to feel the thrill of history when staying at the legendary Badrutt’s Palace. Especially if you’re here for a 24-hour spa break with bells, whistles and one incredibly comfy bathrobe.