text: #The path to lake Cristallina It’s a beautiful sunny summer day on the south side of the Swiss alps. It was early morning when me, my dad and Max, a strong Entlebucher shepherd dog, started our way towards Cristallina lake with its little alpine hut at the top.\ While we hike along the path we chat, he tells me some stories, and we play. We play a lot together. I’m running ahead with my rifle made out of a branch. It’s not any branch. It’s a really cool one I’ve found a while ago. I always bring it along on our hikes. I’ve carved it with my Swiss Army knife (every kid where I live has one) and it even has a hole to stick magazines in it.\ I find cover and hide in some bush or tree or behind a rock and I get ready to ambush the enemy soldiers marching up behind me, but as they approach, our dog, Max, always manages to spot me before I can jump out.\ I don’t care. I jump out of cover anyway and start blasting at the enemy. My dad is very creative when it comes to playing. Enemies jump out from every corner, I dodge a grenade made out of a pine cone, shoot, get to cover, reload. Usually I end up winning as I’m kind of invulnerable.\ And so we keep marching together along the path. Max never gets tired of running to the horizon and back again, swimming in every pond or small river he finds. Once he ran to herd some cows, and we almost got in trouble.\ The nature is so beautiful up here. There are all sorts of alpine flowers and bushes of blueberries everywhere after we pass the tree line, we gather some on our way. The sky is deep blue and there are no clouds to be seen anywhere.\ We’ve been walking for a while now, and we should be able to see the lake very soon. The path turns and I take a look around.\ I’m a grown up man.\ The beautiful landscape fades away as a dream and I find myself I’m in a hospital room holding my dad’s hand. We can still see the mountains from the window and even if it’s autumn the skies are of the same deep blue, it’s a beautiful day outside. Now it’s my turn to tell some stories since he’s not able to speak anymore. He tells me with his eyebrows that he doesn’t want to leave me, it’s way too soon. Our beloved Max has reached the top since long time, and he’s waiting for him there. I can’t go any further on the path. I’m also a dad since few years now and there're thousand ambushes and sword fights and fantastic stories I’ve to make up that are waiting for me. It will be awhile before I’ll come back up there. But I’m sure you’ll be waiting for me at the hut when I’ll arrive. Goodbye dad. I love you so much.