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When the snow starts falling in the Alps, the Rockies, or the Japanese backcountry, savvy travelers know that where you swipe your loyalty card matters just as much as where you point your skis.

There's a particular kind of magic in walking into a hotel room and finding a chilled bottle of champagne waiting, condensation beading on the ice bucket, a handwritten card with your name spelled correctly.

There is something quietly magical about earning your way toward a free night in a romantic suite, then watching it become the setting for an anniversary you will talk about for years.