Ok, its the first morning of your ski holiday....

....you wake up early, around 6.30am, realising where you are. You get up, look outside the curtains, its white everywhere.

Talk me through that amazing feeling you just had, and how the rest of the day pans out.......

Tony_H wrote:....you wake up early, around 6.30am, realising where you are. You get up, look outside the curtains, its white everywhere.

Talk me through that amazing feeling you just had, and how the rest of the day pans out.......

Normally start the day with a bit of a walk, breakfast, get my lot organised get the old boots on and ski down from the chalet to catch the first lift at 08.30. 8)

Straight to the bakery for a croque monsiuer or sommat similar and then across to the funicular to get the first telecabine up to the top of the grande motte (if you are in tignes)

I LOVE that feeling - the excitement is immense. I will jump up and down on the bed, get dressed in record time and then head for brekkie. Don't bother to shower in the morning when I'm skiing, a) there's no point and b) it takes too long.

I don't like the first morning much - there's too much anxiety.

What will the instructor be like?
Will I find where the lessons are?
Will I get chucked out of my group?
Will I get lost?
How do I get my daughter to eat her breakfast?
And, if I haven't already got my skis and boots - will I get them all fitted in time for the lessons?
Will my lift pass work?
Can I still ski, or have I forgotten?

Once I'm sorted, I'm okay and I can relax and enjoy myself. I had one instructor who upset me so much, once, I nearly didn't go to my lessons - only I thought what a waste of money and went anyway.

Nelly, no wonder I had to buy a new bed and mattress in our holiday cottage - you haven't been staying here incognito have you?

Ally

It's even better if either you arrived in the dark the evening before or if it had been a low vis day, to take your first look out of the window to see blue skys and deep deep snow.
Then it's a case of making sure everything is at hand (hip flask loaded for instance), a hearty breakfast, then hit the slopes.

1st morning I'm usually still trying to find and assemble my clobber. Slow in the shower, slower eating brekkie, decide to try and get the lift after the 9am keenies, and before the 9.30 classes go up. End up at the lift at 9 regardless )

Open the balcony doors and stand outside in the cold with a cup of tea taking in the smell of the pure air and the snow.

Sorry don't mean to be a woose but I do beleive there is a particular mountain air smell and it always gets me excited about the day ahead.