. We cooked several great meals, drank lots of good wine, ate a lot of fresh bread and cheese, and ate out only once! They enjoyed seeing our simple lives, and now Lorraine is inspired to go home and start making bread again. There visit was short but sweet. Six days after they arrived they bid farewell to us and our adopted village to travel to check out Paris before they caught their plane home.
Three years ago Holly and I met Daniele on a hut trip in the Selkirk mountains of British Columbia. We have since kept in touch and have had several adventures together. Daniele and his brother Enrico arrived three days after Papa Davis and Lorraine left with a car full of skiing gear and Italian groceries. Wow, that is potential. After trying to give Papa Davis and Loraine the French eating experience we were feeling bloated. So bags of fresh pasta and cans of crushed tomatoes looked welcoming.
The week lived up to the potential. First of all Daniele and Enrico cooked for us great Italian meals all week. Thanks guys!! As it turned out the worst meal we had all week was the night we went out to a local hotel for dinner and a night of blues music......and the meal was pretty good. Plus the music was good and it was fun seeing people out on the town (we rarely get out)
. When the Italians arrived the weather was at the tail end of a storm cycle, so picking out what to do without putting ourselves in avalanche terrain was a little tricky. With a little help from some locals in town we managed to fill the week with some great ski days. We skied a few of the classic runs off the telepherique. Went on some great ski tours including a two kilometer couloir that dropped 1500 meters in elevation, and a stash in the valley past Villar d'Arene that gave us our best powder turns of the season (Sorry no pictures of this one. We were all too tired that morning to remember a camera.).
Thanks to all of you for coming to see us. We thoroughly enjoyed your visits.
Two weeks ago we ventured down to the big city of Lyon, to stay a night with friends Nico, Severine and Vincent. The next day we went to the train station to pick up Papa Davis and Lorraine, who had flown from NY to Paris, then TGV'd it to Lyon. Despite their jet-lagged daze, they were able to enjoy the sights as we made our way back up to La Grave in the car we rented the day before. They were awed by the views just from Lyon and Grenoble. Holly continued to tell them, "oh just wait, the best is still yet to come". So we climbed and climbed, finishing in our quaint little village of Les Terrasses with its majestic views. They were so kind to bring a big storm with them as well! On Saturday we rented ski touring gear for Papa Davis, and snow shoes for Lorraine. The week consisted of several little jaunts in our backyard and up to the Col du Lautaret that we were able to all do together, as well as a couple trips to the La Grave telepherique with Papa Davis. We took them to the Chaumine to see the cozy place where we get our internet access, to Jean Michel's place, where we buy our cheese, as well as the bakery (several times)