Back in LA Suisse

Well the honeymoon was cut short due to either food poisoning or the flu so we hightailed our butts back to the homeland to sleep off Spain's curse. :) And what better way to test one's fitness with a crazy ride to L'abbaye and back. After 2.5 hours we got to the summit. The ride getting was great but we sure didn't think about what would be on the other side! The little town of L'abbaye was darling, but no pictures because fingers were too cold. However I almost choked with laughter when Taz says "Oh look the lake is frozen", with complete surprise. What was he expecting? That we'd take a little dip as we went around an Alp?

But seriously, I forgave the cold as we rode alongside the frozen lake, so pristine and white, for we found a series of cross country havens. Several on top of the mountain and one around and on the lake. Mental note: come back with cars or bus or train and skiis!!! And after the lake meant another climb to get back to the other side and climb mean warmth...YAH!!! But alas we caved on the decent and Dan pulled out the camera and clicked...Once again we were mesmerized by the views. Even though I try to mentally click pictures, it really does help to click some real ones once in a while.







After our descent we were rewarded in a town call St George by a bunch of kids standing around an oil drum with fire in it. What a strange site, but it turns out they were bombarding all passerby cars with confetti and staying warm with the fire. So after they bombarded us with confetti they happily let us share in the warmth of their fire. Boy did my fingers praise the drum and it made New Year's Day quite fun!
And yes it was dark after this 6 hour ride, and yes we won't leave at 1pm next time.... OOPS!