It's nice that we've finally sorted out ways to get rid of the kids so we can enjoy ourselves! Who know that there was a babysitting club at the ski area! (Well, obviously LOTS of other people, but we know about it NOW!)
We celebrated Mini-Husband's birthday weekend by heading off to the local area on Sunday. Mini-Husband took his first ski school lesson and Hubster got to work on his rope-tow form.
After Mini-Husband went off with his class, Hubster and I finally got a chance to reach the top of the ski area. We've lived here 5 years and it's the first time we've seen the summit in winter.
The sky was brilliant blue and clear and as I looked down across the mountain, I followed the fall line down to the valley around Besse. The hills gently rise up on the other side of the town and then fall away to the deeper valley where the city of Clermont-Ferrand sits. I could see the hills even farther over, chateaus and rocky ruins sit perched on almost every peak.
Way off in the distance, past the peaks and hills where we live, I could see these tall, white icebergs looming on the horizon. At first, I was convinced they were clouds, but as looked harder I realized that I was actually seeing the Alps.
The skyline of France is breathtaking.
I had my practice exman for my grammar final. Oh, MON DIEU! By looking at my results, it would seem like I never went to class! I spoke to the professor after the test and asked what would happen if I didn't take the final. She told me that if I don't take the test, I won't be able to move on to the next level.
I think that might be a good thing as far as I'm concerned.
I haven't cleaned up after the dogs since Friday. Our own miniature relief of the skyline of France is now on display in the yard. Of course, in shades of brown and not at all skiable.