Ah, Switzerland—home of chocolates, pocketknives, skiing, Swatches, and even Helvetica font (sorry we’re not sorry, Comic Sans). Squeezed between Italy, France, and Germany, most travelers overlook this notoriously neutral, spending their time and dollars picking only at the bread of this European sandwich while never discovering the rich taste of the meat at its center—or, dare we say, the Swiss cheese. Founded in the 13th century by three pissed-off cantons (states) seeking some independence from the Hapsburgs, Switzerland has since added or conquered 23 more (though they’ve been involved in no "official" military operations since the 1800s). While the Swiss will likely be slow to start a conversation with you on the street, they’ll make up for the cold shoulder with warm hospitality, offered by a number of mountain-nestled inns that offer the pure-winter view one could find only in the snow-capped roll of the Alps, or maybe in the tundra of Hoth. Thankfully, however, you’ll be hard-pressed to find any AT-ST walkers here. But Switzerland isn’t all cheese, chocolate, winter sports, and private banking. It just mainly is. Local artisans will be happy to pack you with more cheese than a ’50s drive-in horror flick or a ’90s rom-com, while attractions like The Chocolate Train (not actually made of chocolate) will give your eyes a panoramic view of the country and your stomach a panoramic taste of sweet, brown gold. (Be sure, too, to investigate train passes before you go; a number of deals are available to cut down the notoriously high price of Swiss trains.) To work off the weight of all that food, the ski season usually hits full swing around November, while hiking dominates the flower-filled mountains from June to August. Think none of this would interest you? You’re wrong. Or not human.