Vive La France
15 December 2017
Vive La France
You have to give it to the French. Who else could sell snails and bone marrow for dinner?
With a stunning bit of passage planning I booked a thirty three hour China Southern Scareways flight home landing just in time to fly out to la belle France. At least, that was the plan until an engine fell off on the runway at Sydney or something. An initial two hour delay turned into twelve so that put the ball on the slates.
In the end, I managed to change flights in china, rerouted via Heathrow and recovered enough hours to get a nights medicated sleep before heading out to Geneva or a fly in fly out ski sojourn.
So, mistake number one; flying around the world before going skiing. Mistake number two; thinking doing a few squats and a fifteen minute bike ride each morning for two weeks prior would get me in shape. Mistake number three; going with someone who makes a living as a personal trainer.
But we're here. I survived day one in some of the best snow they've had in December for many a long year and, the digs aren't too bad.
In fact, pretty high tech. Electric kettle, TV with remote and, best of all, the loo doesn't have a light switch. It has a "motion detector".
Now, how clever is that!