I hadn’t spent much time in snow before living in France and have come to skiing a bit late if the truth be told. Whilst the kids are whizzing down the slopes, I gingerly weave my way through toddlers and my heart skips a beat if the slope’s a bit steep for my liking. Here the kids start skiing at 3 or 4 years of age, and they have no fear, which of course is my problem. My kids have started comparatively late, but that doesn’t seem to have held them back.
It’s always great to get away to the mountains and they’re only three hours away. It feels a bit strange now that we’re back home and the beach restaurants are already being constructed in preparation for the summer onslaught. The benefits of living in Nice (an hour away) are that you can go skiing in the morning and head back for a swim in the afternoon.
Here are some photos from the trip.
Megan In Sainte Maxime 
Beautiful!
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Yes it was beautiful there, I’m missing the snow (and the food) but it’s good to be back as well.
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I’m so sick of snow this year. I’ve also never gone skiing. There was a time I wanted to try it but I can’t imagine I ever will now. I’ll stick with sitting in the lodge, drinking hot cocoa I think.
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I think you may live where the snow is a lot more bountiful than where I am. If I had to live with it, I can imagine it would lose the novelty factor fairly quickly. However I can tell you that I definitely do not spend the whole day skiing. There’s quite a bit of hot chocolate / vin chaud time for me that I schedule in as well!
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I remember whizzing down the slopes of the Alborz in Iran with my toddlers some forty years ago. They would cry in the lift lines and then laugh all the way down the slopes. I don’t downhill these days and couldn’t this year even if I wanted too. Maybe one flake of snow has fallen here all winter.
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Hi Azar. Aren’t kids incredible in the snow! No fear and all fun and games.
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