As we landed in Geneva Airport, everything seemed pretty smooth until now. We saw our friends in the airport and headed on a bus for our base city, Annecy (France). From where the bus let us off, the walk to our hotel was short. The hotel seemed comfortable and we ended up getting a better rate on it than we actually thought. We head into town to grab something to eat. We walk into this tiny little pizzeria where 4 different tables of people were actually eating on top of each other. Paul and I walk in and everyone stares us down. There is so much noise and I can barely hear Paul speak to me. At the table across from us were sitting 2 attractive daughters and their parents. The waiter approaches us to take our order but speaks no English. He ends up bringing a coke that we didn't even order and "jokes" to call the cops on us because he thought we were messing with him. The family of four across from us couldn't stop laughing at us. The meal was great and we cracked jokes with the waiter via body language. We told the waiter to rap up the pies for take away. Those bastards charged us 2 Euro for "pizza cartons"!
This was the good part of our day.
To make a long story short, we thought that the ski mountains we wanted to reach were close and accessible by train or bus but they weren't. We ended up renting a car and hoped for the best. Instead of ski in ski out, we get to drive an hour every morning to a mountain.
Paul and I tonight were the only jews walking in the town tonight because it was Christmas Eve. We couldn't even find a place to grab a beer.
Our first choice Chamonix is closed due to avalanche warnings so we head tomorrow to Courchevel.
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