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Just a few photos from the Ski holiday so far - won't bore you all with tales of daring red runs, lost snow chains (thankfully not this year, so far) or off piste escapades, but the attached photos are a way of sharing our holiday with family and friends ... Don't worry, there will be far more to come in the ...
Friday we decided to have the obligatory Big Night Out of the holiday. I met up with Muriel and Jonas for some après in the Marmotte (which was actually the best bar I went to for the whole trip, the band was great and the bar was packed). Even the animal head attached to the wall got into the spirit, sporting his own ski goggles and a smirk. After tea (which was made marginally more entertaining by the French ...
... why, the more I try to avoid trees, the more I head straight for them. After getting far too friendly with a couple of them, after 5 or 6 runs we were exhausted and stopped for a Leffe, before they had to head back to cook dinner for their guests. Tom and Carolyn are my new idols, having given up their jobs 3 weeks before the start of the season, and with no intention of going home for another year at least, I want to be just like ...
... down the street a few times thinking I was going a bit mad, I spotted some friendly looking people and asked for their help, and they asked me to join them. Jonas is a Brazilian dentist and Canadian Cam has just left high school (!), and they're doing a season in Tignes. Except that I wasn't going mad, the chairlifts were mainly closed. We eventually found one that was open, queued for 45 minutes, and then hiked up the back to try the off piste. And then I ...
... bought a book and we got a rather large Bottle of Gin for a bargain price. So we thought. And then sauntered through to the gate.
When Elana did notice that our gate was shut we saw it fit to run the last 50 metres, elbowing the unsuspecting souls waiting for a flight to Budapest from the gate next to ours out of the way along with a guy we'd picked up en route. Even then I didn't believe ...