Friday, March 13, 2015

Chamonix

There are still a couple weeks left before the official end of winter, but the crocuses here in Luxembourg are already signaling the upcoming equinox. Before we get too far ahead of ourselves, let's take you to the picturesque alpine village of Chamonix, France. Jeni and I joined a group of friends for a long weekend of skiing and revelry. Since neither Jeni nor I ski, we simply made the trek for some fun in the snowy French Alps….and of course to help out with the revelry!

Situated below the massive Mont Blanc, the village of Chamonix has a long tradition of welcoming tourists. Back in 1744 two English adventure seekers, Pococke and Windham,  wrote of their travels to the Mer de Glace glacier in a British journal, and the rest is history. The first Winter Olympics in 1924 were held there, and Chamonix even makes a cameo in Mary Shelly's Frankenstein

Mont Blanc(15,781 ft)  as seen from L'aguille du Midi (12,605 ft)
All I can say for the place is that it is truly stunning, and there was enough to do beyond the ski slopes that Jeni and I kept busy for four days. We traveled up and down the valley and mountains that surround the quaint town by cable car, in a funicular train and on foot. I think our selflies speak volumes, so I'll let them do the talking :) Enjoy...we'll be back soon enough with our next escapade!
Actually we just went to the local WalMart and had these taken in front of a fake screen...

Getting pulled up the Luge track.
Sorry no pics on the way down…needed two hands to hold on for dear life!
In our handcrafted hats made with love by our dear friend Jenn W back in Virginia!

Oh…and here are some other shots of the scenery!
L'aguille Rouge above the Mer de Glace
Mer de Glace
The Grande Hotel du Montenvers built in 1880...

…is accessed by this fun little FUNicular tram :)
Half way to the summit of L'aguille du Midi

Two cable cars take you from the village at 1035 m to the summit at 3842 m!

The air is quite thin up there, and I actually suffered from the altitude. We spent the better part of the day up in the high altitudes, so by the end I finally got acclimated. Our day at the summit was stunningly beautiful. The clouds and some snow rolled in the next day therefore many of the cable cars didn't operate for much of the weekend. We certainly got lucky on that day!

Off-Piste skiers queueing for the chance to glide down the glacier!

The village of Chamonix. The mountains behind are where the traditional ski slopes begin.





And, don't ask me how the Inuits fit in here, but hey just go with it!

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