Day Five…
With fresh thighs, Erin and I set off at 10am to meet Pernella and co for another great day of skiing. Every day had new runs hit and with our faithful guides showing the way, we could enjoy the scenery, focus on not crashing at the hair raising speeds these guys skied at, and let our minds enter into sheep mode, not having to think about which run would lead towards home or what colour socks to wear the next day…
The weather stayed good all week, a little cloud cover as the week wore on but otherwise sweet. As our skills improved, Pernella (our new guide as Cosima had had to go back to work) took us to new routes and today we were joined by her boyfriend Ben and Hans and Nina again who spent the remaining days on the slopes with us.
Thankfully, they were all as patient as a sloth on summer holiday and waited at the top of each lift for me to strap into my board with never a peep of protest heard. And they were always there to lend me a pole if the going got too flat as well. And boy was they funny! Had me smiling all week and loving every minute of being up on the slopes!
Skiing aside though, dinner was probably the highlight of the day. Being in France, it would have been rude not to try some Fondue. And it was, well, fonduey.
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