It is mind-blowingly amazing. We're staying far off to the back side of one of the mountains in Orelle, which means we have to take 2 gondolas up to the 3300 m peak in order to access the rest of the resort.
We had our first glorious day yesterday. The snow was better than I've ever skied anywhere. Fresh powder everywhere; light, fluffy snow on the groomed runs. No ice or slush anywhere (we stayed on the top runs only so I don't know what the lower parts are like).
We skied hard and hardly made a dent on the runs just in our area, which is a small part of the entire resort. Les 3 Vallées is the largest ski resort in the world, with 600 km of runs.
It started snowing last night and was supposed to snow for a few days. We woke up to some snow down here in the valley (900 m) but the roads were clear. We suited up, drove 3 minutes to the gondola...and found it entirely deserted. What?!?
Turns out there was such extreme weather up at the resort with 150 km/hr winds at the top that much of it was shut down entirely!
So with no way of getting to the slopes, we had to stay home. It was actually really fun. We played card games, watched several episodes of Humans, ate lots of snacks, teased each other, took naps, read books...Our legs are sore today, and I hope our rest day helps out tomorrow.
I hope we can ski tomorrow!
The funniest thing that has happened so far: when we were skiing down deep powder, Zari took a lovely tumble and her skis fell off. One of them went skiing down the mountain....way down! Eric was a bit above her and rescued her other ski and then sent it down to her. It missed her entirely and it, too, went skiing at high speeds down the mountain. Now Zari was down 2 skis and had to scooch all the way down. It was too deep to walk in. At one point she started rolling down the slope until she got too dizzy.
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