I was a little sceptical about this holiday to say the least. My partner and two ski-crazy friends had persuaded me, a non-skier, to come along on a skiing holiday. The things we do for love, I thought as I packed my bag. I was prepared to spend most days on my own while everyone went out skiing. I expected the incredible tales of how challenging this tour had been and how splendid the views had been over there. And these come for sure. The skiing apparently was absolutely fantastic. Snow conditions just perfect, bla, bla, bla. What I didn’t expect was what a great time I had. This was down to three things really: my kindle stocked up with 7 great novels (The Help (Catherine Stockett) got top rating of them all!), the fantastic views all around from basically every window, and last but not least the feel good factor about the entire place we had found. I think I can say without lying that it was the nicest rental place I have ever stayed. Great furniture, cool crockery, and just a perfect mix of chalet meets modern taste. O and yes, the weather was good too. Spring sun in the mountains is unbeatable. Lying in the deck chair on the balcony with a glass of cooled local white wine I thought I was in the most glorious place there is on earth.