Right on cue, a sprinkling of snow tumbles down as we arrive on the Glacier Express at glamorous St Moritz, in the Engadin Valley in south-east Switzerland. It’s known for its showstopper scenery, which I simply can’t take my eyes off, and attracts three types of holidaymakers – those who come to ski or hike, those who come to be seen and those who come to watch.
It all started in 1864 with a legendary bet by hotelier Johannes Badrutt, who needed to entice his summer guests.
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