les alps..

I couldn't manage a ski holiday this year. After heading to India to experience the dirt, poverty and wonders I was tired and had less money. Then there squeezing myself on a plane to Norway to experience the polar opposite which landed me with considerably less money.

So instead I comforted myself with nice travel pictures, a lovely new years headache and the dreary january weather. I had some good books and a barrage of good cheese to enjoy infront of the fire with my lovely girlfriend. No grumbles here.

But despite all odds I give you the rooftops of Val d'Isere where I had an unexpected pint with dr howes last night in an interesting pub. Noah thought it smelt of bo, but I'm going with sick.