Actually, Meribel wasn't as nice as the town we stayed in, which was Mottaret. A little further into the mountains than Meribel, but all part of the same ski area.
So, Lee turned up on Friday evening in Paris and we had a special meal laid on for him! Raclette!

Saturday morning we headed out on a not so bright but early morning to Gare De Lyon to catch our train. Then it was an hour coach journey and we were at our resort. It was a bit of an odd one, because the only real way to reach the hotel was via a funicular lift which ran up the mountainside.

Check the graffiti. Pimp My Funicular!
The mountains were amazing. We had a bit of snow most days, with a couple of heavier showers during the night, which meant that conditions were pretty good most days.

We did have a few whiteouts, when the clouds covered the valley and we had difficulty trying to work out exactly where the mountain was going, but it was all good fun.
We ate pretty good too. Managed to get most of the mountain foods at some point or another (mainly meat and cheese in different combinations!

Fondue

Raclette
(Tartaflette - not shown).
And finally, a couple of random photos...


The only other photo that really has a story is this one of the shed.

From the other side of the shed the snow had created a little transition into the roof top which meant that you could ride up the roof. The only difficulty was that half the roof wasn't covered with snow so you were riding up the bare roof, which was good fun and a challenge to ride up and back down again, like a quarter pipe (skate ramp). Earlier in the week Lee and I saw one guy on a snowboard ride straight up one side and down the other, dropping back onto the snow and riding away. I'd thought it possible but decided I was going to do it once I saw someone else do it. Anyways, we rode up and down the one side a few times and realised that you really didn't need too much speed to get to the top of the roof, so when I went for the same line as the other snowboarder I was careful not to carry too much speed, but I misjudged it somewhat and actually cleared the whole downslope side of the roof and landed in front of the door to the shed! I didn't actually ride out of the jump. It was kinda close, but I decided not to try it again! Still, I'm glad I gave it a go and it made my week!!
The only other strange thing that happened was bumping into Jim Harrison, who I used to skate with at Playstation Skatepark with on a Wednesday night. He was spending a week snowboarding with friends, saw the Slam City Skates stickers on my board and figured he might know the person. Small world!!