Tony Grist (poliphilo) wrote,
Tony Grist
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Mont Blanc

Ruth had this dream of riding a cable car to the top of Mont Blanc- or as close as you can get- and drinking chocolate there. So we did what we could to realise it. To be honest it was a bit of a nightmare. The cable car was crowded and swayed like a ship and by the time we emerged on the pinnacle of L'Aigulle du Midi- and it really is a pinnacle- like something on the borders of Mordor- we were suffering from a combination of altitude sickness and sea-sickness which was seriously weird and unpleasant. I don't know if there was hot chocolate on offer- but if there was it was just about the last thing any of us would have wanted to contemplate- and the posh restaurant was closed. Ailz and I made a dizzy tour of the souvenir shop- which sells crud- and came down again on the next available car. Ruth and Matt lasted half an hour longer- but only- we learned later-  because Ruth was initially too giddy to move.  I would like to have some pictures to show you of the view from the summit, but it was blowing hard and cold on the observation platforms and I was afraid of losing my hat. At the bottom of the mountain- in the building housing the cable car- there's a nice, clean, little cafeteria to recover in. I had rabbit pie and frozen raspberry mousse- and I'll tell you what- it's almost impossible to get a really bad meal in France.
 
A few mountains have highly distinctive profiles- the Eiger for instance and the Matterhorn. Mont Blanc isn't one of them. The last of these photos certainly shows Mt Blanc. I'm not sure about the others.  

 







And here are my dauntless companions.....


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