I’ve been wanting to hit the alps since 2005. I had planned to go to when I was living in Rennes, but it never ended up happening. Lyon is an hour from the mountains so I’ve been dreaming of going skiing ever since I got here & I finally did it on Monday.
basically a blizzard. My face got pelted with snow & the wind was freezing. I had borrowed Kate’s coat & had it done all the way up. Still, by the time I got to the bottom my face was bright red from the wind & snow & so I called it a day. My legs were pretty much dead anyways from my lack of working out over here. It was just after 2:30pm & I wanted to take the 4pm bus back to Grenoble anyways. I returned my skis, recuperated my things from the lovely guys at the ski shop & had a hot chocolate in the warmth, defrosting my face.