If you lived two hours away from the French Alps, had a guest staying with you from Australia who had never seen snow in the mountains before, a son home from college who loves to ski, and a Belle Mere who had a ninth floor apartment on the slopes what would you do?
Yann drove.
Sacha non stop talked.
Alice listened, and
I did not fall asleep.
We drove up yesterday (on my birthday).
Stopped at a grocery store for supplies for dinner.
One year I received a coffee machine for my birthday, I don't drink coffee.
This year Yann bought a pear tart for my birthday cake… pear tart is faraway from my favorite. Thankfully the gifts he gives by being himself: Loving, generous in spirit, kind hearted, family oriented…etc. are what I love most, otherwise I might be grumpy.
I don't ski.
I was a bit grumpy. Especially when he made pasta with butter for dinner.
The drive was a gift. I took photos with my cell phone while Yann drove.
A smallish chateau in the middle on a mountain.
This is our nineteen year old blue car, we consider it family. We do not have the heart to get rid of it. It is a trooper for going skiing, driving in rough terrain, carrying canoes and other sporting gear, plus it is a truck when we need to haul debris and best of all it is spacious and doesn't mind getting dirty when we go to the brocante.
We were fifty yards from our final destination when the road became impossible to continue without chains. We have chains, but Yann and Sacha couldn't be bothered to put them on for the last mere fifty yards.
Sacha jumped out of the car to push it, and Alice (stylish as ever in her red skirt) joined him.
I watched, taking opportunities to be spoiled, since I was the birthday girl.
Alice in Wonderland.
Tomorrow they will teach Alice to ski. Sacha said, "First we will teach you to do a 360, then you will learn to do a back flip, and after that we will teach you to ski backwards…"
Alice chimmed in, "Ski backwards? I think I will master that without trying."
What I hope to be true that they will:
Avoid avalanches. Drink hot chocolate, and make memories.
Until then…
Do you remember the first time you ever saw a snowflake?
Have you ever made a snowman?
Do you ski?
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