Hotel La Pendine
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After a horrid nights sleep, with 3 of us not well, we left Asti and drove towards the French border and the formidable Alps. We encountered quite a few tunnels that we had to drive through with some being over 5kms long. At least this saved us having to wind our way through the mountains. Once again there were snow capped mountains on either side of us.
We entered into France and came across a little ski town in the French Alps that was covered in snow. Sophie ...
This week was my first week of classes, or I should say my first 3 days because I don't have class on Mondays or Tuesdays. As great as that is, it does make for a very tiring 12hrs of class on Wednesday. Each class is an hour and 45min which is surprisingly very hard to sit through! And I'm taking politics and economy for the first time in my life, hopefully it ends up being easier than I ...
... our sandwiches and tried again.
This second time down the green slope I didn't fall. Not even once! We even did a little bit of a blue hill to get back to the base area. At this point, I felt like I was holding Katy from doing the harder routes so since I had kinda figured out how to go forward and was a little more confident I decided to try an entire blue route.
My first time down this route wasn't too bad. I fell once while I was trying to ...
... stranded in their cars in the snow that night. Eventually this friend got home in 36 hours to find their luggage left behind.
I would have to ski. I'm a bit of a wimp. I didn't want to break bones. It was all rather nerve-wracking. I cautiously followed the others to the slopes looking like a giant toasted marshmallow with an added hired helmet for protection and some rather uncomfortable, ridiculously hard to get into and walk ...
... rude not too.
A white Christmas is what we ultimately left London dreaming of. The local ticket inspector in Grenoble calling it quits on our planned day of travel (naturally) and all subsequent trains being cancelled definitely challenged the dream. Not to the point that an afternoon of french sun and 5 litre red cask couldn't solve though. Winning.
As the story goes though, we did make it to our picturesque and ...