From the French Alps

Germany -> Switzerland -> France
Europa Cup / La Plagne, France
December 8th, 2017

First thing’s first:

Jet lag is real.

Not knowing a lick of German or French makes everything tricky.

I swear everything has chocolate in it and it’s turned into a biscuit or cookie of some kind. Not complaining.

In the ‘start house’ at the track in France, men and woman share one public restroom. Walking into the room named “toilets” and having a guy friend follow me in is…interesting.

We are driving a large cargo van (U-haul) to drive our sled place to place. That means, for the 8+ hour trips, we sit three deep in the front seat.

People drive fast on the autobahn.

You can order as much wine as you please at dinner, for free. Just staying.

I flew into Frankfurt, drove to Winterberg, Germany with Kristi and Kyle (like the boys name, but a girl..LOL). We picked up a sled we rented from the German team and headed out the next day to La Plagne, France. We left at 11am and got into La Plagne at 2:30am. Besides the every hour stop to use the restrooms (that you have to pay to use), we also got lost in the mountains.

We slid for the first time today. My run was smooth and I was able to ‘count the curves’ and know where I was. The pressures can be intense here (kind of like sitting on the floor with your legs straight out, bending over, and then someone stepping on your back). We have a few more days of training before the race on the 15th. Kristi is the pilot and then Kyle and I have push off’s to see who will slide on race day.

I have had 'heart eyes' the whole time I've been here in France. It is stunning.

From the French Alps, XOXO.