Dolomites

A pine-scented Italian mountain refuge beneath Monte Bianco where folklore, food, skiing, and serious pleasure converge, and where leaving feels faintly disloyal

Courmayeur sits at the foot of Mont Blanc with the quiet confidence of a place that knows exactly who it is. It has no need to shout. Unlike many Alpine resorts engineered for throughput and spectacle, this is a real town with a proper centre, cobbled streets, stone houses, and a rhythm dictated as much by weather and tradition as by ski lifts and restaurant bookings.

Moseralm Hotel Welcome: Fairy Tales, Franciacorta Bubbles, and the Finest Pine

“A chalet straight out of ‘The Sound Of Music’.”

The Dolomites are a fantasy rendered in limestone and snow, rising like the set of a couture film directed by angels with impeccable taste. Peaks jagged yet graceful, valleys cascading with wildflowers or winter’s pristine white, and somewhere amidst this Alpine perfection sits the Moseralm Hotel, a Tyrolean chalet that feels as though it has been plucked straight from a storybook.