As long those slippery cobblestones and a cold drizzle don’t ruin your mood, a stroll through the oldest Swiss town can definitely have some charm. Even though not exactly the first name springing into mind, you’ll recognize in Chur the swissness of its old town alleys, bland stone walls marked with cryptic heraldry, imposing seriousness, stability and frigid dampness. As you sulk along hoping the perseverant drip won’t find a way through your seams, suddenly an old painted house bemuses you with an arguably out of place liveliness… or is its energy just out of its time? Were the Swiss different in those days?
Nevemind that thought, time for a pint in some dry place, not far from the growing waters of the Rhine. The local Viamala golden lager is following the traditional brewing around here - bready and smooth with a discrete vein of hops. Yup, the Stadtbier Chur does good stuff and true to the tradition.
