Just got back from a week skiing and boarding in Flaine. On our last visit we were wading knee-deep in powder just to get on the lifts however this time the god of snow had wandered off leaving Helios in charge. We soon unimaginatively tagged the runs that were open ‘Ice world’, ‘Rock world’ and ‘Walk world’ – no guesses as to why.
We finally found fresh powder off-piste near a big drop and had a lot of fun… Until one of my skis disconnected and smashed into my shin. Damn the French guy at the rental shop, I told him I wanted them tight – there again I also asked him to put stickers on the underneath of Em’s board saying “If you can read this please phone my mum”. He did neither.
On a brighter note I got to try out my newly acquired cooking skills against an eager audience (we were staying in an apartment) with both recipes going down very well. I also managed to devour Angels and Demons and StarDust whole as well as tucking into a fine portion of GBA action with Zelda: The Minish Cap. I can recommend all three with too much travel or muscle fatigue to sit through.
I’ve got a big group trip organized with friends for next month in Les Arcs so here’s hoping the snow god listens to my prayers…