Tignes, France

Since I didn't go home for Christmas, a few friends and I decided to go skiing. For the longest time we were planning on going back to our favorite place, St. Anton in Austria. But we were having a hell of a time getting a room. So we canceled that. Good thing we did, cause they never got any snow there, and I'm not sure that they have any now either. Its been pretty warm in Europe too. El Nino.... Anyways, Eamon found us a room in Tignes. This is one of the ski resorts used in the Albertville Olympics in '92. Its also right next to Val d'sere. It was a long drive so we went for a full 4 days.

There was really only one bar to go to, so we ended up at the same place every night. Then at around midnight all the people from this bar would walk over to a different bar. Kinda of strange. Definitely not the party atmosphere in Austria. Oh, all the people were British. I mean everyone. I don't think I heard French all weekend.

The snowboarding was pretty good considering there hadn't been much snowfall. There were a ton of rocks and I really messed up my board. The main reason we went to Tignes was because of the glacier. It would allow us to ski even if there wasn't snow anywhere else. But turns out, the glacier was closed most of the time due to high winds, we only got up there for one run down.

Unfortunately, for most of the trip Eamon and T-Met were deathly ill. Tony only boarded one day and Eamon two. Eamon didn't even go out at night so that shows just how sick he was. I started to feel sick too, but it didn't stop me. I guess this is what happens when you have 4 grown men living in a room about 20m2.