Finding something or someone unaware of their own beauty is rare these days. Everyone has the tools at hand and it is difficult to be unaffected by the proliferation of image makers.

Occasionally you can some across a little thrift store that does not realise it is hosting precious antiques. We have two thrift stores in our town. One is open only twice a week and the prices are so low - you can find a treasure for next to nothing. The other one is run by a very savvy owner. He knows the worth of his things. No surprises - no good finds. Everything is priced according to the expected value.

This little restaurant in the centre of Schwyz seems totally unaware of its beauty. It is timeless and quaint. It offered us more than a ‘Kafe Complet’. it offered up an authenticity that caught us unaware. It hugged us and then held us close for our 60 minute breakfast stop.

As I grow older I am looking for the hidden beauty. The stone unturned. The surprising place or person. It’s fun. It’s the adventure.