This weekend I proved that you don't need an entire week to make the most of a skiing holiday. My boyfriend left for his ski season at the beginning of January, and after five weeks of separation his mum and I made the trip over to Switzerland to see our favourite man for the weekend. Considering I took over 300 photos it's pretty poor show that not a single one features myself or Elliot, but it's no surprise I was too distracted taking pictures of the surroundings instead. The photos really do speak for themselves, so I'm sharing them all in this photo diary!
Even though we arrived during a blizzard at 2:30am on Friday morning, it was comforting to know that we would be skiing on fresh powder in just a few hours time. We could not have timed our little tripette any better; on Friday there was glorious sunshine and not a cloud in sight. If you're a skier yourself you'll know how big a difference the weather can make, and it's safe to say we got pretty lucky. Towards the end of the day a low cloud formed over the valley below making a spectacular view that looked like a fluffy lake below us, so magical! We went straight from the slopes to the village Milk Bar to devour well deserved nutella crepes and bowls of hot chocolate, before finishing the day with a deliciously Swiss feast for dinner, and drinks at the seasonaires' hangout.
On Saturday we had a day of serious skiing - which turns out to be the best cure for a hangover! Elliot is training to be a ski instructor, so he used me and his mum to test his newly learnt training techniques and drills. Even my dodgy skiing style was improved a little bit after just one day (it probably didn't help that I was stopping at the side on every run to whack out my camera, but the views were too good to miss). Time definitely slows down in the mountains when you're not in your normal routine. You can fit so much into a single day that even when you've finished your last run you still have hours to soak up the surrounding village, so just two days of skiing was plenty! Today's tipple of choice was Vin Chaud, followed by another scrummy meal and the most amazing chocolate fondue for one.
The one downside of such a brief trip is that the post-holiday blues come around far too quickly, but looking at these pictures again is definitely helping me through it! We had such a wonderful, busy, and productive two and a half days in Verbier, and I will definitely be saving up to go again in the future.
Have you ever been to Verbier? Where is your favourite place to ski?
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