Le Brévent, France

Being in Chamonix, with its convenient mountain (ski) lift network, it’s not necessary to hike/climb to see a panoramic view of the mountains.

This is what I did on my fourth day in the area.

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Hiking: Lacs des Chéserys, France

Leaving Lac Blanc, I began to hike down to the intersection of la Flégère and Lacs desChéserys where most people descended to the former. I took the latter in an attempt to see other three lakes.

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Gorges de la Diosaz, France

In the morning I had a late start. I went to Intersport, rented the trekking poles – so I don’t have to wait for the store to open before heading to the trails next day – and dropped them off at the hotel. I won’t be needing them for this easy hike/walk.

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Summer in the French Alps

I completed Portuguese language A2 study last month. To celebrate, I made a quick trip to the French Alps. This was my second time in Chamonix – Many years ago I trekked the Tour du Mont Blanc (TMB) from France to Italy and Switzerland – it remains one of my favourite areas in the whole wide world.

The weather was perfect this time around, I did a lot of hiking with my favourite mountain in sight.

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A Night at Palais Garnier, Paris

If you’ve read my post about one dark and stormy night (with a delish chocolate hazelnut cake), you would know that I’d been trying to see Marc Chagall’s paintings in person for years without much success. So when I heard that the Russian-born artist of Belarusian Jewish origin painted the ceiling of the famous opera house in Paris, and that Juan Diego Flórez – a Peruvian tenor who received his country’s highest decoration at the age of 31 – would be performing a recital at Palais Garnier during the time of our visit, I did not waste any time in acquiring a ticket.

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Encore Paris

“This is what you do on your very first day in Paris. You get yourself, not a drizzle, but some honest-to-goodness rain, and you find yourself someone really nice and drive her through the Bois de Boulogne in a taxi. The rain’s very important. That’s when Paris smells its sweetest. It’s the damp chestnut trees.” – I can almost hear Audrey Hepburn saying those words in her 1954 film Sabrina.

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