If you’re looking for a setting that mixes one part Thomas Mann with two parts Wes Anderson, then Badrutt’s Palace fits the bill. More Champagne-soaked society hot spot than sanatorium, there’s still plenty of rest and healing to be had here—if you manage to avoid the party. Start by taking in the the lake (frozen in the winter months) and snowcapped mountains that fill your rooms windows. Next, grab a thick fur and breathe the alpine air from your balcony. It’s an authentically Magic Mountain experience: “[Hans] had grown skilled in the handling of his rugs and the art of making a proper bundle, a sort of mummy, of himself, when lying on his balcony on cold days." For centuries, frigid air has been the prescription for sinus infections, common colds, and even (so we’re told) smoking cessation. Of course the spa here is brimming with more concrete cures, with more to explore than bares listing. Better still, this is one mountain escape where there is no question of denying yourself, well . . . anything.
From the article by Brett Braley
