We left to Courchevel at 5:15 AM from Annese. I feel like I work my ass off for every minute of ski time. We've been on the go a lot an traveling/logistics haven't been easy.
Driving to Courchevel, Paul was basically driving the car with me. He was more alert than I was and he was braking with me.
Paul makes the lines in the powder and if I see him fall, I change my line. Snow has been kind to us and we have had chances to do some off piste stuff.
Courchevel is a must to visit and the town is one of a kind. Beyond the touristy pony rides for Billionaire children, photographers waiting for you at the base and designer clothing shops, the resort is awesome.
We have been "roughing" it in European ski resort terms but it is still pricy.
Oh yeah and this country has sick baguettes and no one speaks English.
Highlights:
- We checked into a dump for one night and the english waitress offered a sexual favor to Paul in exchange for a snowboard lesson
-Paul acting as my mother on the highway. The kid was simulating the same break and acceleration motions that I was
-The patisserie chick teaching me how to pronounce water(Eau) in French
-Almost not making it up the hill to Courchevel with our Renault Clio. I used my need for speed skills to get that piece of crap French car up the hill.
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