This is a disgusting picture of my bruised thigh that I got while skiing. I was choosing between posting this and a nice picture of my watermelon-blueberry fruit salad, then JD’s vote settled it. It’s really more purple then red, but oh well! The quarter is there for scale.
These 8-person gondolas take skiers from the village to the summit of Mont Tremblant, the ride takes several minutes, and offers spectacular views of the mountain. Mont Tremblant is the highest peak in the Laurentian Mountains (des Laurentides), sitting at 875 m (2860 ft) above sea level and 645 m (2120 ft) above the base village. This picture was taken by my friend, as I was too scared to bring my camera up the mountain since I’m not that good at skiing!
I snapped a picture of this store in Mont Tremblant that sell hand-kitted sweaters for dogs and cats who didn’t dress properly for the weather up there! The prices are outrageously inflated (as can be predicted in any resort), but they do help owners who underestimated the coldness up there.
Here is the view from our loft’s balcony in Mont Tremblant, looking eastwards on to the alpine village. Most of the buildings you see in the foreground and middle ground are hotels (with shops on the ground floor). The green cylindrical made of glass in the middle of the picture is a gondola (cable car) station that takes you to the shops at the base of the mountain. The reddish-brown houses in the background on the hills are permanent vacation homes that start at around $850,000 CAD.
I went skiing at Mont Tremblant Ski Resort in Québec, approximately 1.5 hours north of Montréal and a 7-hour drive from Toronto. It was a trip that was organized by Chem Club, a chemistry graduate students’ society. We left at 11 pm on Thursday night to arrive by Friday morning.
When I was moving luggage onto the bus right outside the Chemistry building on campus, I was able to run in and out of the building without a jacket, as it was approximately -3°C (27°F). Six hours later (our bus driver drove really fast), we arrived for breakfast at the base of Mont Tremblant, and it was approximately -20°C (-4°F). I ran into the Tim Hortons and continued shivering for another good 5-7 minutes. I failed spectacularly at ordering my petit déjeuner en français, but because it was near the resort, everyone there spoke English, so I did end up getting my poppy seed bagel with cream cheese.
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