French Alps - Quiege

We set off from Paris early this morning to get to the French Alps. We took the toll roads which set us back 40 Euros (holy moly!). On the upside, the roads are not congested, extremely smooth and pleasant to drive and the pit stops have great facilities.

The 6-hr drive took us through Annecy, a picturesque town at the foot of the mountains. We kept on driving to get to our accommodation high up on the French Alps in a little (I mean little!) town called Quiege. What would we eat, Flora wonders.

If you have ever seen the most perfect photo of little houses perched along the side of a mountain, imagine it 20 times more beautiful and that would be Quiege. We eventually arrived at the house, after snaking up the mountain for 20 minutes and nearly being in a head-on collision with another car (note to self: do not veer to the wrong side of the road when you see a crazy French driver screaming down the small roads).

Our English host, Trevor, was lovely and welcomed us into our home for the next 4 nights. We would live downstairs and have our own privacy. The house is splendid! Well-equipped kitchen, comfortable living room, a bed like the clouds with a view to die for.

We would be the only diners at the only local bar/restaurant that night. It was a mere 5 minutes walk from the house. We ordered a baguette and croissants or pain au chocolat for the next morning and the mornings after. Every morning, whilst Flora was still in bed, Aaron would fetch the bread. They were divine, especially with the blueberry jam that Trevor's neighbour made. Flora decided that she would take the jar with her when they leave.

This place is really a slice of paradise. Words and photos don't do it justice. We would love to come back here again.Weiterlesen