Outside the wind was a noisy, malicious presence, violently shaking the tent as it raged about at speeds in excess of 140km/h. But it wasn’t the wind that I was worried about – it was the snow.
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What’s the strangest chat up line you’ve ever heard? Mine was during a summer holiday in the French Alps aged 27, and went something like “would you ski with me to the North Pole”?
In short…the tarmac!! May is a funny month here in the French Alps. The weather is very changeable (it rains a lot!), there is still far too much snow on the high mountain passes for the roads to be open, and most of the shops shut! So it’s a perfect time to head further afield
I am often very quick to blame ‘living in a ski resort’ in the French Alps, as the reason I don’t really know what’s new, what’s cool and what’s happening in the world. Which is obviously not to blame, it’s not deepest darkest Siberia after all! Anyway, albeit a number of years after everyone else…
I was recently asked in an interview for RBS, where I suggest to go for a very different kind of travel experience. My response was Svalbard.
So today ‘should’ have been a manically busy day of rushing around, finalising my packing, triple checking lists. That mixed feeling of excitement and terror in equal measure that comes when you are about to embark on a MASSIVE challenge that is going to push you to all of your limits! Sadly, it’s not to