Le Relais des 3 Stations
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... this area and then security hooked onto us and we didn't get back in ! We then wandered around but it was wet underfoot. Then I had a brainwave to wander into the water to the paddling boats. We were probably the only ones in shorts, so easy. We were now the closest spectators from the boats as they passed. The Silver Fern Flag from home was flying and enabled us to have a "private" wave with Mahe Drysdale. Paul is back on Saturday for some of the ...
Did this three times, just for fun.
No luggage but rain on the first two runs over.
The last time was as I headed to france, via Italy.
Because it was sunny I got to see some of the mountains on the last run, just got wet and saw clouds the first day.
Also cyclists were out in the sun, and whilst the fella I chatted to at the top was enjoying his riding and meeting a friend there at ...
... his whole life in somewhere else) and I have a project to do on Sir Edmund Hillary. I enjoyed playing ball tag at school. That night, the three NZ families went out for dinner. School was great and especially because we have Wednesday's off. ...
... and help one another and none of us sure of sizes!
We ate a casual dinner on the way back to the hotel, followed by gelato, and commented our different the less-crowded town appeared than the crowded day before. Chamonix is always one of our favorite places, and we were excited to be there for the race hub-hub, but it is better to view it as normal with the bustling shops and restaurants.
pictures to come!
For climbers, going to Chamonix is sorta like going to Disneyland as a kid. As the trip approaches, you count down the weeks till you arrive, look at cartoonish maps (guidebooks)and dream about all the rides (gondolas, climbing routes) you will hop on, and you continue to think about it as you drift off to sleep at night. You think: WILL get to ride ALL of the rides I want? So, as Jaga and I exited the Italian side of The Alps and entered the ...