After having experienced our first skiing experience in Chamonix last year, in Summer we decided to plan a family holiday in a skiing resort in the small town of Formigal, situated on the Spanish side of these amazing mountains. With mesmerising breathtaking views at both the lower and upper levels, the various scenic views never cease to amaze all who visit such places, especially when one lives on an island in the centre of the Mediterranean surrounded with beautiful blue sea and 300 sunny days throughout the year.
We were lucky to have amazing weather throughout our 6-day stay in a comfortable hotel with all that was required, including in-house skiing equipment service. This time we all got to spend ample time together skiing on the many different slopes as well as blessed to see our young grandchildren fearlessly sledging down alone or rolling themselves on the snow, while someone dared to create the odd-shaped snowman due to our lack of artistic abilities. Obviously, one cannot avoid mentioning the many falls in the process of the many skiing or sledge races, but that’s normal and worth the laughs so long as thankfully nobody ended up with any injuries.
In reflecting at what struck me most, was the many changes in temperatures throughout these few days, from a lovely peaceful sunny morning to a frost-biting windy night the climate can change so drastically that if not well attired can have severe unpleasant results, and that is why it is extremely important to prepare oneself as to what is required depending on the location one will be visiting, and eventually the experience will be a memory worth remembering in the years to come.
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