Today is the 6th of December, and finally, after waiting patiently…there is (a little) snow. Sadly, it’s a fine layer that is sitting closer to the 800m mark on the mountains, but it’s there nonetheless. The last thing that I expected from a move to the French Alps was any kind of resemblance to Vancouver (minus the mountains). Unfortunately, however, the weather has been strikingly Vancouver-esque; snow teasing from above, with a humid, unpleasant drizzle in the valley below. My visions of being warmed by a cup of hot cocoa by the fire, while the snow piles up outside are being swept away with the persistent sprinkle of rain!
Not only has the lack of snow been dampening the spirits of the locals, but it’s also keeping at bay the regular influx of tourists and chalet owners that come to the Alps to take advantage of the vast number of ski resorts in the area. From what I’ve heard, the population usually doubles (if not more than that) with the ski season. In the staff room at school, the teachers talk incessantly about the weather forecast, and you can tell that their Haute-Savoie instincts are just itching to get on the slopes!
Here are some shots of Cluses, in finer weather but with still no sign of the white stuff:
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| Bridge over l'Arve |
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| Room with a view |
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| Old pillars |
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| Springtime buds in December |
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