Last weekend I packed up my thermals, snow boots and ski gear to head to The Alps with Lyon Airport. Flying out from Heathrow, we landed into Lyon airport and were greeted with their VIP service, who gathered all of our bags for us and whisked us upstairs for a welcome drink.
With the welcome drinks over we ventured to our transport to take us high into the mountains from the airport. It wasn't the shortest of rides but some stunning scenery and Three's Feel At Home service helped the two and half hours fly by.
A few glasses of wine, a quick supper and a brief glimpse at the outlandish in-hotel entertainment and we were up in our rooms, getting in the rest needed for our big day ahead on the slopes.
Kitted out in our boots and skis, we took to the mountains. Tuition had been arranged for the lovely ladies I was on the trip with who hadn't skied before but I headed up the slopes with PR manager Isabelle to get in some solid runs before lunch. I've only skied a few times and mainly as a teenage but luckily, I managed to find my ski legs pretty quickly and I'm overly proud to say, skied my first black run with no tumbles - thank god.
For the one day we got to ski, we couldn't have asked for more gorgeous weather. The skies were beautifully blue and as you ascended the mountain, the clouds were visible sitting upon the top of the alps, which made for a spectacular scene. The snow couldn't have been any better either - it was the perfect amount of powdery.
Editing and posting the pictures above of the food we ate has me salivating. Breaking from skiing for lunch, we went to feast at Le Montana and what a feast it was. I had trout, which was prepared at our table in front of us. It was complemented perfectly with a vegetable puree and garnish. For dessert, we shared the six puddings on offer at Le Montana. I fell head over heels for the lemon tart and larger than life chocolate macaroon.
After lunch we tried our hand at tobogganing. At 6km, the run at Val Thorens is the longest in Europe. If ever I felt like I was going to break something on the slopes, tobogganing was going to be the way I would end up doing it. I've have never felt less in control in my life. It was something I'd never though of doing but my god, would I do it again. My hair came out matted with snow dreadlocks and my hand were red raw from the cold and my totally inappropriate choice of gloves. I laughed, I basically cried but mainly, I had an absolute blast coming down the toboggan run.
The evening's activities included exploring the village and eating some more incredible food, all topped off with some delicious cocktails that fuelled our Malaysia adventure - Malaysia is the biggest nightclub in the Alps and much to Lucy's and my dismay, we didn't end up back in our beds until almost sunrise the next day - when in the Alps and all that...
Our trip came to an end with a sumptuous brunch at Hotel Koh I Nor and before we knew it, we were feeling a little ropey from the night before heading down the windy roads of the mountain back to Lyon airport.
It was such a flying but wonderful visit - thanks so much to Lyon airport for taking us.