The Switzerland I Love

Read this article in Serbian A visit to an old palace in the Engadine valley offers unsuspected opportunities to admire and love Switzerland, for all the reasons we, unfortunately, no longer think of. For about 30 years, my compatriots have adopted a jingoistic spirit. Swiss flags, nonexistent in my childhood except on license plates, are now everywhere. They even draw them in powdered sugar on choclate cakes. The 1992 popular vote rejecting our accession to the