Oh my goodness, I have discovered that Alpine Mountaineering is now predominately a rich persons game.
We had lots of plans for our mini break but with the conversation rate as it is, we embraced Alpine Mountaineering as it should be. Long walk ins, cold bivi's and good old student food.
Now it's not that I'm adverse to spending money, but let's keep it real. We managed to survive a week in Switzerland before finally bailing back to good old France where we didn't actually mind buying bread, cheese and wine.
As much as I love the Alps, it is very very good to be back home. The garden has been completely neglected - actually this isn't entirely true since Derek has been very productive in the vegetable patch (more strawberry wine on the go, carrots coming along perfectly and courgettes the size of marrows) but the piece de resistance is without doubt the tree lilies whose aroma are filling the whole of the village.
