Immersed in the Grisons, our editor discovered the environment in which Nietzsche forged the essence of his thought during the summers of 1881 to 1888. In these wild landscapes, the mountains appear to be the crucible of an inner revolution.
In the midst of an autumn of incandescent colors, my arrival in the Engadine is akin to immersion in another world. After passing through the ingenious Vereina tunnel, which transports my car in a train through the mountains, I enter a valley where nature, both raw and fairy-like, imposes its grandeur. I immediately imagine how Friedrich Nietzsche must have felt in his day, when he roamed these same lands without the comfort of modern transport. And with good reason: it's my admiration for the German philosopher that has been driving me to visit this corner of Switzerland for several years now.
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