Saturday, March 02, 2013

The final bit of the journey

Saturday morning we get up and go downstairs for a real hearty breakfast. There is nothing like real French bread and President butter.

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We load the car with out overnight items and then fill the feul tank back up at the local supermarket.

Then off south, take the usual shorter route off the autoroute through Buggey and onto Belly missing out the Lyon area.

Berfore you know it we are at the McDonalds at Belly having our dinner stop.

A light McDonald snack each and

we go and do some shopping in the Dia Supermarket. Now French food prices aren't cheap, and in the mountains its just rip off prices. Here in the Dia the cost difference for the cheese and ham is so significantly different it’s unbelievable so we get enough for the week along with cornflakes and tea bags etc. We also take the chance to refeul the car at the Carfour next door.

Onwards to Lake Annecy and then towards Chambrey praying the tolls as we go.

And here we hit the traffic of the thousands of cars all heading for the paradise of the mountains.

The last services and they are packed, probably everyone is feed up of the slow moving traffic and just want a break.

Luckily and I really mean luckily a disable spot is emptied and we are at the right place at the right time to get to it first – a great help when I have my mom with me.

From here we go a bit further up the valley before pulling off the auto route system.

Which of course means paying. We are all given a cake to eat which is a nice thought.

And so the climb up the mountain beings

The roads are clear and as I had heard the road up this particular mountain isn’t well maintained or well barriered at the side. In fact barriers are obviously optional.

The sun is shining so it is pleasant enough as the turbo pulls the hefty weight up the tarmac.

More snow becomes apparent and that is a good sign.

And the roads winds on and on.

We watch the temperature gauage for outside fall as we get higher.

The journey is a lovely one

And we arrive at La Toussuire.

Now I didn’t realise there were two roads into the town and hence I took the first one when we wanted the second one. So I drove through the car park at the end of the road.


after a drive round the car park

Came out the other side.

On the main stretch and obviously not the prettiest village but that I already new.

And here we take a left further up the mountain.

Somewhere up here is where we are staying.

Not far now.

My mom looks out at

The wonderful white ski slopes.

And here is our hotel, the one that looks alpine and even has an indoor pool.

All the though buildings look like a block of flats from Wolvo. Mind when you chck the postcards out of the village this hotel isn’t one 98% of them.

We park the car up and I go in to check in, take a deep breath and pray they speak some English unlike what the guide said. Luckily they do and very well, I even arrange for a garage spot for the car so we can use it everyday if need be.

Well I can have the key after 5pm so we get my moms skis from the shop below and head into the village.

Wow isn't that an eyesore

But not the slope area, now that looks fun.

Yep its 70’s blocks alright.

How about we get something to eat here.

We sit and enjoy the sun and the cold crisp refreshing mountain air with a snack and drink. Although my dad did exclaim I thought you said this resort is inexpensive. Something it turned out it wasn’t

As the sun slide behind the mountain it was time to get the key.

And so we walked back

We unloaded the car, unpacked our bags, unpack the shopping we have done and get ready…

For bed, yep I’m tired and excited about getting on the slopes tomorrow.

First though some retro reading before I dream.

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