Simply Morzine - Chalet Hotel La Chaumiere
Travel Blogs from Morzine-Avoriaz
... of sightseeing earlier and liked what I saw. I've heard the place mentioned on TV skiing reports many times, but thankfully there was no sign of the snow reputedly making a brief summer appearance on the higher ground near here.
Well, the two day climb to the Grand St Bernard pass begins in the morning. I've decided to take the least scary of three options and my courage has been strengthened by messages of support and ...
... the mountain. From there we took a second cable car that took us up to the Aguille du Midi, at 3842m. The view from the cable car was not inspiring, it was pretty much a complete white out. But this is the longest single span cable car in the world. It's incredibly steep too, you arrive at the cable car station almost vertically. On exiting the cable car we were in the middle of a snow storm. Standing on the highest bridge in Europe ...
... was some unflattering graffiti on walls in the town. In all honesty, the place isn't ideal for a rest day as there are some steep inclines to deal with to visit the Protestant Cathedral - protestantism is the major Christian tradition in th is Canton - and other old town sites.
I say that I'm glad to have the guides, yet they contain information about the upcoming climb through the Alps that has triggered fears about how my vertigo problems will be managed as I make my way ...
... We understood the English video a little better than the French one... We also went for a short stroll through the city, checking out sites such as the fountain, flower clock and bridges. We were relieved to finally have some rest after all that riding in the rain. One thing that is confusing me is that the Rhone is filling Lac Leman full of dark grey coloured water, yet the water in Geneva is crystal clear. There are lots of ...
... we saw, people we met, things we did. And maybe that was partly why I never wrote this before – not the wedding part, obviously, but the final chapter, the ending. Not writing it was a way of not acknowledging it.
I suppose it took a wedding full of people I love to remind me.
It’s never the end.
It’s always the beginning.
Mike and Vinny
Brighton and Sydney