Hotel Ristorante De La Tor
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On our way to Milan we decided to stop by the infamous Courmayeur for a couple of hours. We weren't disappointed! Although Courmayeur wasn't as big and appealing as Chamonix it was a picturesque town with ...
... to see white snow every where. We came across where the kids were sledding and talked to a chap who let Liam borrow his sled. He thought it was just the best thing ever. You could hire sleds so we decided to catch the later train and for €7.00 Liam sled his little heart out. Rob & I couldn't miss a chance either. Liam is such a dare devil, it doesn't take him long to get the hang of things, then he tries all different maneuvers not caring if he crashes. I asked him ...
... of Cervinia, the town had a fun vibe and the people were warm and friendly and generally wanted to help. Although Stew started a few fights in the gondola queue with middle aged men who were quite happy to walk over Mitchell to save 10 seconds in line.
I think we both realize now what a 'hard' holiday skiing can be with children! I cannot imagine how people do it with 4 kids. Especially all the gear and negotiation that it involves and the fact ...
... had the time of his life. He is at one with this magnificent car.
The St Bernard pass is very cold but stunning in its
desolation. Lots and lots of motorbikes on the roads and all of them giving us
the foot wave as we let them through on the tiny twisting road. We return to
our chalet to shower and change, we have been invited next door for drinks. Louise and Jamie are the most fantastic
... bathroom -- the only one we had seen during the entire hike.
Dinner that night-- our last in Italy-- included spaghetti with good ole regular pasta, which made Barbara very happy. We shared a table with two retired French men who, lucky for us, spoke good English, and we swapped stories of our various travels.