Am i in the Swiss Alps?

I just might be, and these could be all american/canadian tourists speaking english around me. This is the nicest date i've ever taken myself on. Today is Sams birthday, and here i am. Enjoying coffee with cream and splenda and nutmeg cinnamon and vanilla on top. The temperature is perfect and the view is what makes me think of the alps. In front of me is the enormous rock face of a towering mountain, wit a gondola about to start running up it. One that we will soon be on, to get us up to the heated lagoon swimming pool and ice rink etc. From there we'll be looking down on Tahoe. The Lake. Chuck, scotts dad, said to me two days ago, when i said we should go to the lake, "which lake"? I started laughing! I told him i'd be writing that in my blog and he blushed. Too funny. Well, i am off to finish up this last chapter of the pelican brief and then back to the fam up in our chalet. Ta ta (or something that a european might say).