Monte Bianco

So I stopped blogging my travelling, didn't I. Sorry my three intrepid readers. I will catch you up later. But today we drove once more (perhaps our final time) up the road from our house in La Masure through Col du Saint-Bernard, across the border to Italy. In the first town over the border we got stuck in traffic because what looked like the local school was moving a herd of cows down the main road. So we stopped for lunch. Then we drove on and turned into Courmayeur and then took two gondolas up Mont Blanc or Monte Bianco. Here are the photos ranging from bored children waiting for the gondola to start. Then the half-way point where there was a kids playground including an excellent raft on a rope thing, and climbing walls, and on to the next gondola and up to the very top which was flipping spectacular. It went to 3488 or something meters. The peak of Mont Blanc is another 1400 meters above that but it looked so close. In the photos of two peaks, it is the snowy one on the left. I have of course, never in my life been so high except in an aeroplane. It was achingly beautiful and I loved it. I think this is why I have lost my travel blogging mojo before it went very far. We did stuff, we saw it, it was good or not. This was.