My trip began in Rome for work (well just outside of the city really) on Saturday February 15th. There I enjoyed great food and saw some of the sights. But on Friday February 21st I began my journey north to the Vallee d'Aosta on the border of Italy and France with Switzerland nearby as well. Unfortunately I got on the wrong (slow) train to Torino so it took me significantly longer to get there than I expected but I did finally make it. When I arrived I called my hotel and the most wonderful innkeeper ever arrived at the train station within minutes and whisked me away to dump the way too much luggage. I will be forever grateful to Alessandra at the Hotel Beau Sejour in Pre-Saint-Didier for all she did for me the entire stay. What I found out at the end of my stay is that they get very few Americans. In fact she could only remember 1 the entire previous year.
When she delivered me to my room she told me I would have a view of the Monte Bianco (Mont Blanc) when I awoke. She wasn't kidding!
My first ski day was at Courmayeur. It was a beautiful bluebird day and while powder is always nice, being able to see the views was worth not having the powder for my first trip to the Alps.
My skis for the day at Courmayeur.
To be continued...