The Sunday we went to skiing. The station is called Monts d'Olmes. When I entered I did not know skiing, but at one of the evenings the ski instructor came.
He showed me how to ski without poles, then I took the green piste, and my sister was also with me. Then my father wondered if we were brave enough to take a few laps. But my mother was cold and already we needed to go because it was so late.
Here are some photos: