The next morning in Montgenevre, even just by the sun in the sky and the cloudless blue skies, we knew before rushing downstairs for breakfast that the ski conditions would be absolutely fantastic.
(*If you missed out on the day before – check out the full post here.)
Oh, and it was fantastic! Suffice to say, breakfast was wolfed down rather hurriedly as we rushed to the slopes of Montgenevre.
We did a few practise laps as soon as we arrived but not without reason. I tend to do this as my feet are really wide and finding the right ski boots is so much harder for me (I squeeze into them at the fitting centre and they hurt so much once I actually start to use them). If I need to change them, I’d rather do that early in the day. The last thing I want to do is be up in the mountains and need to change my ski shoes, by which point my feet are already in pain.)
With the sun out, you could really get a proper sense of how beautiful Montgenevre really is.
We’re talking blue skies, on snowcapped alpine mountains and those iconic wooden, alpine ski chalets.
It’s absolutely gorgeous!
Boots tested and confidence built, we headed up the ski lift for a proper run downhill, soaking up the gorgeous sight of those snow-dusted tree as we whizzed by.
The view from the top is pretty special too, by the way!
After a few runs, we stopped for lunch (and a beer) up in the mountains!
^Don’t ask. 😀 I just found that photos of me in that awkward position and I have no clue how I got into it or indeed, out of it. 😄
With lunch done, we carried on doing what we can to Montgenevre to do – skiing! The ski run from the top of the mountain was one of the longest ski runs I’d done so I definitely left with a sense of accomplishment and absolutely pleased that we’d decided to visit Montgenevre!
The rest of that evening (turns out I don’t have any photos for that part too – I have no idea why), we spent it with a fair amount of wine, delicious French food (not a fan of the alpine meats, cheese and pickles board thing so it was fantastic to tuck into some really lovely food) and I remember getting to try some sugar cubes soaked in really strong alcohol (apparently, it’s a thing to be done here).
The next day, we hopped back on our train to Paris (again via Italy) and then to London absolutely grateful to have Business Premier seats on the Eurostar back to London (all booked on VoyagesSNCF – I won’t go through who they are again here, check out this post from the first day of this trip for all the details on them 😀).
It might sound silly to some but finishing this rather relaxed weekend in France the way we’d started it made it all the more special and even more eager to return to go skiing again pretty soon! 😉