Cross country skiing

Trip Start Dec 10, 2008
Trip End Jan 15, 2009

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Flag of France  , Île-de-France,
Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Today we slept in again. I'm loving the Christmas holidays. We had breakfast and got ready to go out skiing.
We hit the snow at 11am and didn't stop until 4---even for lunch. Needless to say, I was pretty hungry by the end. We even skied to Italy for about 10 minutes. There, we saw kite surfing, which is when you ski with a parachute. We only skied a run or so in Italy before we skied back to France but I loved the idea of just skiing to Italy for a few minutes.
The skiing was really good today. The sun was out and shining, which made it pretty hot. Jess and I amused ourselves by making videos of me skiing, and on the chairlift answering questions.
By the time we finished skiing at 4, we were both tired and hungry.
We changed and jumped back into the car. We went shopping. Jessica had to but some presents for her cousins for Christmas.
Our day finished early, as we were both tired!

Today I skied to really. We woke up "early" at 8:30 to leave by 9:30. We arrived at the chairlift where we usually start. It was there that I met Martine's brother, Patrick. We got on the first chairlift and made our way done to the second. From there we took a teleski and skied down. By the time that we reached the third chairlift, I couldn't understand what people were saying and my mobile switched receivers. There was no "Welcome to Italy" sign or "you have just crossed the border" or anything; you were just there. It made me wonder how they determine the French-Italian border.
We skied right to the Italian station. I think that it is smaller than La Rosiere, and set out differently. Italy, I found, has a lot more trees than France near the ski runs, and a few runs had so many trees bordering it that it was pretty dark.
I skied my first French/Italian black run today! In Australia, we have green, blue and black runs from easiest o hardest. In France, they also have red runs in between blue and black. To give you a idea, our black runs are equivalent to their blue/red runs. Black runs here are even harder. I was nervous at first, but I made it down there without falling or skiing too slowly, either. I found it really easy at first, but then I realized that that was just to get to the run! Looking down the slope that I found myself at, I was scared, but I had no choice but to get down. It was the steepest descent that I had ever found myself in front of. It was a pretty long run, and I got more and more confident as I continued. The end was a long, flat traverse so just before the end, Jessica would go straight down so that she could have enough speed to not have to traverse. I wasn't that game, and I'm sure the pushing was good for my arms...
In Italy, they have these gondolas for chairlifts sometimes. It is like the Skyrail in Queensland, without the long queue but with just as good view. You have to take your skis off, then as it moves around, you jump in. It can hold about 20 people, but lucky for us there were only another 6 or so people. It was pretty interesting for me as I had never seen these for skiers before.
Jessica is able to do this trick where she is able to stand on the tips of both her skis and lean back on her poles. She was teaching me how to do this, when Patrick pushed me over and created a domino effect with Jessica. It was really funny, as there were skis everywhere and we couldn't get back up. We were both laughing so hard, then I realized that my pole had snapped in half! I have no idea how that happened as those poles are tough. Patrick shortened one of his poles and gave it to me, and he skied without poles. He was the best skier that I have ever seen. He skied so fast, even without poles. I hope that one day I can ski like that, but I have always been known as a big dreamer.
We had lunch in Italy, and the problem arose; how are we meant to order lunch? Luckily the man there spoke French, Italian and English. I guess that they would have to in a town so reliant on tourism, and so close to France. We ate panina in Italy, which I think are just foccacias. We sat outside and there were flags on the roof. They didn't have a French flag or an Italian flag, but they had an Australian flag; go figure.
We continued skiing the rest of the afternoon, skiing different runs and the same black run again. Somehow, we made it back to France. We skied back down to the chairlift where we started, by this time it was after 3pm. We walked back to the car, all sore after a long day of skiing. In Australia, because of the queues you probably spend 50% of your time skiing and 50% of your time waiting in queues or on a chairlift. Here, it is one run after the other. They are super long runs, too. Much longer than back home. I guess that that comes with having bigger mountains.
We drove back home, very squished. As we had some seats put down to fit the skis, there were 3 seats left for 4 people. I sat on Jessica's lap on the way home. It was super squishy and my head kept bumping the roof. We have a drink before we waved good-bye to Patrick as he flew home. Literally flew home, and not in a plane. He had his skis on, took a run up and flew home by parachute. It was really cool to see.
Jess and I played in the snow, tobogganing and throwing snowballs before we were too wet to continue.
We had dinner and went out to see some traditional costumes and dancing of the Savoie region of France. I really enjoyed it. I know Jessica didn't, but she sees it every year, and to me, it was all new. As Australia doesn't really have a traditional dress, I really liked looking at what they wore. Martine and I then got pulled out of the crowd to dance with them. I had a ball, it was fun. It was not like the dancing that I had ever done before.
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kovacsfamily on

Sounds like lots of fun on the ski slopes in France & Italy.(Another country to add to your list) You will come back home an even more FAB skiier, and will be teaching the family a few new tricks.

Amy, Wishing you a very Merry Christmas, enjoy the French culture at Christmas time and how lucky are you to be having a white Christmas, (yes i'm jealous AGAIN!) ;-)I only hope one year to do the same.
Take care, ski safe & keep having lots of fun. Jodi, Zoli & Abby

amyfisher on

Merry Christmas
Hi Amy - Wishing you, Jessica, Martine, Roland and all the other family and friends in France a very Merry Christmas. All my love

katemel on

Merry Christmas
Hi Amy, Hoping you have a fantastic, white Christmas.Love Aunty Kate.

Hope you have a fantasit white christmas while we have a gteat 'green' Christmas. Love Melissa

bethfisher on

Merry Christmas!
Hi Amy
Glad to hear you are having a fantastic time, so jealous you got to go to Italy, glad you were able to order lunch!
Missed you at Christmas dinner but I'm sure you've had great fun. I have put a video up on youtube for my family in England, but would love it if you had the time to check it out, - the video titled greatest time of year.
Anyway, will talk to you soon, can't wait to read the next installment!
Beth xx

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