View from our breakfast room window in Chamonix
So we leave Chamonix today and our first touch of snow is done. We threw the snowballs and sunk in the softish snowfall. The secenery was jaw dropping. The icy mountains, the snow glistening in the very warm sun. The hang gliders stepping off the mountains and floating gracefully to the valley below. For me stepping out of the mountain top at over 3,000 metres was amazing. There were birds soaring below me.
The trip is nearing its end and I must say I am very tired. This tour group has been much more difficult to meld with. I miss Gretchen, I miss Kathy and Jack, Ron & Christie and Jennica and most of all Rolinka. I miss my children and my home routine and I miss my home cooking. Which by the way I complain about having to do when I am home, go figure.
One thing for sure the chocolates in France are unbelieveable, check them out here....