Berchtesgaden, Germany
It was early morning in Berchtesgaden, and the air carried that rare blend of crisp alpine freshness and quiet anticipation. Just in front of the...
It was early morning in Berchtesgaden, and the air carried that rare blend of crisp alpine freshness and quiet anticipation. Just in front of the Kempinski Hotel, I found the bench — not hidden, not famous, just there. Facing the mountains like a quiet observer, as if it had been watching centuries unfold across those jagged peaks. The bench overlooked a view that seemed almost too perfect: the Mountains rising like a frozen wave, clouds clinging to its shoulders, the land stretching below in soft greens and scattered rooftops. Behind me, the buzz of the Digital Leader Summit was still...