Chamonix really has the feel of a ski town. The smell of the mountain air, the "hard-cores" sitting outside in the cold for lunch in the sun, and of course the "skier-chic" fashion all made us feel like we should be heading for the surrounding slopes. Instead we enjoyed a pizza at a local brasserie, walked the town, and of course hit a few shops on the way out.
Don't worry Grandmas, we kept the little lady well bundled at all times!
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I can't wait to come visit. Are you just in awe of God's creation everyday?
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