What bothers me is that they are spending all their money, not on us but on beer, wine and lift passes – the passes today were 41 Euro’s each! But they did like it. The first lift took them to the Plan du Midi at 2300 metres (near to where we started our long walk down yesterday) and then straight on to the Aguille du Midi rising up up a staggering 3843 metres. The last bit apparently was really scary as it went up vertically over the snow. Alfie and I could see this out of the window in the chalet and couldn’t believe they were so far up. At the top is the restaurant – the highest in Europe and from where we were it looked like a tiny needle high in the clouds. They were all a bit cold but enjoyed not only a good lunch (more wine I expect......) but also seeing all the climbers going off on the snow, all roped together to climb the summit to Mont Blanc. Aunty Allsorts was a bit of a wimp though as usual, she didn’t like being so high and claiming altitude sickness (yeah, right – more like wimp sickness) she came down early and waited, with a glass of wine too no doubt, at the mid station. Uncle John W was tired again so in the afternoon he came back to see us and rest in the chalet and the rest of them went on a short walk from the midi station to take a look at the Lac Bleu – a small glacial lake. We would have liked it there as we could have gone for another swim!
They went off out for dinner and left us at home again – we pretended we were a bit miffed and wanted to go but in reality we were glad, I certainly was a bit stiff still and my paws were still a bit sore – it’s alright for them they wear those ugly trainer things but me and Alfie only have our bare paws to walk on all those rocks. As usual they bored us when they got back telling us how good the meal was at Le Petit Kitchen in town, I suspect they enjoyed more wine too..... And you can see from this pic that Alfie's daddy John really enjoyed his chocolate pudding....
