It starts somewhere else. Sometimes it starts high in the mountains, in a place with no cars, no noise, just altitude and air so clean it forces you to slow down. I am thinking of the perfect picture, postcard mountain village of Wengen, where perspective shifts, with uninterrupted views of the Jungfrau and complete disconnection from everyday life. Or slightly lower, but no less powerful, the lovely town mountain resort of Villars with its open views, light, and balance.This