I can actually ski...

I really can. After thinking that I would never get to see the mountains unless i walked up them, i finally got to ski them. La Plagne is one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen, and not because of the buildings because most of those are unfortunately not the log cabins you imagine when you thin snow and skiing, and are mainly big buildings or flats. However, once in the snow, its stunning, the mountains look out all around you, the snow in many parts is completely untouched, and you can ski though the forests. It is completely beautiful, and best of all I skied it. I had ski school for 3 hours a day, and in that time got to go to 13 panels on the ski map, now that may seem completely daft to some, however, usually i do not move off the nursery slope. I am a complete wuss, i look at a steep slope and think i am going to full directly down it completely out of control. What actually happens, with the right tutor is that I can follow them and not realise that it is steep. I am definitely not a perfect skier, I am still full of fear for others being around me. However, I overcame a big thing, meaning that i parallel a lot more often then snow plough, although that still exists sometimes when i am petrified. But the important lesson is I can overcome everything and sometimes by being brave there are some rewards especially for me to be able to see.