Home.

For now this is home. I even have a front door key (that I forgot to give back last year).

10 weeks here, an amazing view, one of the highest hotels in Europe, but I'm ready to go to my real home now. Starting to count down the days before I leave. And that will be a bitter sweet moment; I've enjoyed being up here, but I'll be so glad to get home.

I will always remember the words the lady who runs the hotel said when I got here in June, and showed her the key for the front door of the hotel I had forgotten to give back last year "Ah" she says "your house on Stelvio". -house+home.

I almost hope she'll let me keep the key. I'll be back next year.