Sunday, January 10, 2010



Got up the next day and was deciding on chains or no chains.



Well we don't use chains on thos amount of snow at home. We'll just drive very slowly.



Getting the car park ticket paid for was amusing. She wouldn't take a credit card at the window and the ticket machine wouldn't accpet a British one. Well I had tenty Euro's. Out of my brothers pocket flopped a wod of wonga. Great. Drove the car round to the apartment slowly.



I packed the bags into the car, which seemed to be a magic act of now you see all these bags and now you don't, how the hell did you get them to fit in that?



And we were driving off with blue skies and schoring sunshine to guide us.



We pass through Les Gets and onto the moutain pass.



For some our leasuirely pass was just too slow.



And for others.



We hit the motorway which was being salted by the big franch slat wagons. Even down to Geneva was white.



And beyond. We stop for a rest and a bit to eat. They've had some snow here!



It makes you want to go out and build a snowman.



back on the auto route the way forward is clear even if the sides are white.



We pass through the tunnels and



its still white the other side. The signs say slow down or die.



A few hours latter and the area is still white!



More signs and more speed recommendations!



We stop for a break, a coffee and a bit to eat.



They have ahd a fair bit here too.



Crusing down the autoroute the feilds are white as far as the eye can see.



Keeping an eye on progress and that darm sat nav. Don't want to go via the Effile tower again.



Its been a far distance since the last toll so this is going to cost us.



We slow down for the exchange.



Darkness falls on us at Reims and its about tea time.



We pull into some serevice after about an hour. They're very quiet but have a nice range on offer and all go for the baked ham off the joint. It is fabulous.



And on with some more night time driving, which I find the most labourious to be honest. It s a bit like driving in the fog only a lot quicker.



With the pedal to the metal we get to the hotel in good time.



Ah Mr Nicholls have you had a good journey? They must get fed up of only having Brits do an over night stop hear. We check into a nice rooms



and head into the bar area. There's nothing like a nice pint after a long drive.



I finish off some post cards and ask recpetion to post them for me and go to bed.




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