after the grandest photoshoot of life it was time to head back to centre-ville, scoff down some food and meet up with antoine and katherine to hit the road to annecy.
after about a 3 hour drive we arrived at antoines amazing house in cuzy, surrounded by winding roads and gigantic mountains. it was marvelous! we headed out into the city of annecy to check out lac d'annecy (the second biggest lake in france)
and old annecy city. this is where the reality of the fact that we were actually surrounded by the alpine mountains finally set in. the lake was gorgeous and i can only imagine what it looks like in the summer time. back to antoine's place to have dinner avec sa famille. eventually it was time for bed in preperation for the early rise in the morning. woke up and geared up and were on the road by 9 heading to margériaz mountain to faire du ski pour le jour.
skiing is fucking sooooooo much fun! holy hell, i now understand what all you boys out in whistler are going on about (expect a visit next winter)
by the time our ski pass expired i'm pretty sure my body and soul had expired also and i'm still not sure how i managed to hobble along back to the car! but i did gain a free pair of ski boots from the day as the rental place forgot to give me a slip for renting them and we just casually walked away.... sweet, one less piece of equipment to rent next time! when we made it back to cuzy we prepared a sweet traditional dish - tartiflette (dish with potatoes, onions, lardon and beaucoup - and i mean beaucoup - de fromage) for dinner. as always, there were lots of apertifs flowing and of course more wine with dinner, which lead to an essential game of fooseball where my skills (or complete lack there of) were sadly displayed. the next morning we went out and met the horses and helped antoine feed them
(seriously mum, you would love their house. if you ever make it to france you must visit the nicot's, because it would be your heaven) and then we got spoiled with even more cheese (as if my body thought that was physically possible) when we had proper fondu for lunch. real fondu is nothing like the excuse for fondu we eat in canada and the glorious taste of three delightful cheese melted together with wine and oil can't even be described. after lunch it was back in the car for another 3 hours of winding up and down and in and out as we drove out of the mountains and back to dijon.
and now, here i am seven minutes after midnight, with an exam tomorrow that i have yet to really, truely study for. but somehow i don't really care. it's oral, and what comes more naturally to me than talking? if i know it, i know it and if i don't... well i'm pretty sure i can still do better than my crazy timid korean partner that i'm up against. c'est la vie.
a la prochaine fois bitches,
bisous xx
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