This morning the Ghentelady and I are embarking on a glorious 936km road trip to Les Deux Aples, one of but many ski resort towns in the French alps.

Whilst our dear Ghentlelady is without doubt competent with all things ski-related, this will be the first time I have attempted strapping two pieces of wood to my feet in ten years, and even then – it was on the Australian Alps of all places.

I’ll be sure to report back any discrepancies between the two national skiing-treasures, eh.

GM.

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