Hotel l'Etoile des Neiges
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- Non-smoking hotel
- Multilingual staff
- Banquet room
- Breakfast Available
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... an altitude of 2,802 m (9,193 ft), but this is not a "pass", but merely a scenic loop. It is, however, the highest asphalted road in France and is the highest through road in Europe.
Again, after being geographically challenged, well to be fair not going on far enough to find the next turn point, we have found ourselves in the village of Isola.
We have managed to get into a cabin in the campsite, ...
... growing right then: petits suisses, Cheeses from Savoy, croissants, Lemon Meringue Pie, Paupiettes de Veau (Little Stuffed Parcels of Veal Fillet), Mashed Potatoes, Apple Tart on a Brioche, Meat Stuffed Veggies, Rice Salad, Pastries from my childhood, Pasta Salad, yeah, that was only in a few days, haha!
I practiced Pilates every day, and ran by the Arc (a beautiful, wild river that runs through the Maurienne Valley) to feel a bit better about my diet!
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 ...
... but he did struggle in a group of 5 and his misunderstandings were brilliant. For our part, Elana and I will never again forget the French word for wardrobe.
Sunday started at an ungodly hour again, however this time we were determined not to make any mistakes with our flights and we made it home without incident. The leftover Gin was donated to Becca the chalet host. I hope it brings her better luck.
... why I don't ski very often. I'm determined that I will always be able to keep up with the girls though so a few trips to a sno-dome may be in order.
I went round to the boys flat later in the day to see if I could persuade anyone to come snowboarding. I failed miserably but it was worth it to meet the lovely Muriel, which I did by sitting on her head, not realising that she was sleeping under a duvet on the bed.