SNOW / MEGEVE
I’m back as I promised from the last post. In fact, I just came back from Megève, a small town in the French Alps. Friends and I spent a week snowboarding, skiing and eating way too well. But the best part of it all was the snow! So much snow has fallen for a few days before we arrived that the whole village, streets, roofs, mountains, tree branches, cars, street lights, mailboxes, fences, leaves… were completely buried under impressive amount of white powder snow. And the view was stunning everywhere I looked.
I was excited to snowboard in the French Alps, which is several folds grander than Mountain High or Big Bear (mountains near LA where I used to snowboard when I was still living in LA). However I was also slightly apprehensive since I haven’t boarded for several years prior to this trip, plus I was never great at it to begin with. But as soon as I got on my dozen-year-old board, I was happy as a kid.
We usually rode off the tracks, looking for virgin powder and adventure in between the trees. I fell often and had to crawl my way out of heavy pile of snow. It was awesome : )