Today we travel by train from Florence to Lugano, Switzerland. My Swiss friend calls it the Florida of Switzerland because of the relatively mild climate and the existance of a few (imported) palm trees.
We visit Lake Lugano and although we are not planning a dip, find ourselves in various states of immersion almost immediately. The water is chilly and clear. We are wearing special walking/water sandals for just this moment. Unlike on previous visits when we hobbled over the pebbled beach, this year we stride right in gasping with delight as the melted snow assaults our skin.