Well more snow has fallen, can you believe it. #Mind there is no nice sunshine around either.
The Wedndesday outdoor market is has arrived nice and early and is open. Something that wouldn't happen in Blighty.
In the warmth and comfrot of the gondala we head up the mountain range.
Up the mountain it is very quiet. Either everyone got drunk last night or don't fancy the cloudy weather. Mind this does mean the slopes are an emtpy highway to heaven.
The weather isn't great so we discuss to go furtgher up to Avoriaz.
So now we are inthe center of Avoriaz but well you wouldn't beleive it unless you could see it. Is that a bulding behind you?
One of these lifts goes to the top. But if its cloudy at the top. Its a hell of a journey down in the cloud.
We get to the lift system and its time to make another decision.
And so with the dumb choose and I choose to get on the lift to the highest point in Avoriaz up the Lac-Intretets.
And luckily at about the high way point or heads pop out of the cloud
to leaves us in joyous sunshine and crips fresh air which is such a delight to breath in deeply.
We take in the views we havn't been able to enjoy all morning before starting our decent.
And not long after entering the cloud we decide to have a pea stop at a restuarnt. A cup of tea to warm on and well just chill in the misty atmosphere
Which is trickier and slower than you can imagine when there arn't many other people around to follow.
Near the bottom though, whilst not sunny, it is clearer and the way down is easier.
So we see so much different weather in such a short time and thats one thing you need to remember when your in the mountains doing many miles.
So we get back to the apartment I strip and chill. My dad and brother go skiing, while I hang out wiht my mom.
The weather now sunny downhere to believe it or not! Lovely sun shine on the face.
We go and grab some dinner at a small cafe. Which leaves me a bit stuffed!
My mom however is like me and doesn't want to walk for the afternoon. Nope she wants me to take her on a horse ride and her favourite horse she feeds every day in the center of the village - Italie.
We get full commentry from the lady driving in French. Enthusiastic French even though she knows we don't speak French. But she seems she has to, wants to, or is just enjoying the company hereself.
And this is not short horse ride. But then again it wasn't a cheap one either!
My mom give Italie a treat before we say goodbye. Although tommorrow she'll give him another.
We wnader the shops and buy some post cards, eat cakes and general holiday relax.
And on the night, being Wednesday and as I tried to warn everyone if we didn't go early enough then there would be a problem getting in a resturant. But would anyone listen? No
But no I was proved wrong. We got a seat in a restuarant in the middle of town. Thing is that is all we got for half an hour. Don't get me wrong, they were busy and it was evey chalet girls night off. But I think they forgot about us and well others as well. It was caos in there.
And I talked everyone into eating at the resturant that is opposite Easzy Riderz appartment the La Dez Alp. No one was particularly willing as it was dear. But as with so many French things...
Now I wanted a salad. There was a green salad and another one. So I tried the other one and guess what? It was a meat salad.
Best thing about this place though, was it is just across the road from bed.