For the February half term break I was heading to Courchevel Ski Resort in France for a week. It was the first holiday I was going on for work and I was a little nervous, but another family was coming and their nanny was one of my closest friends in London; so even if the week was suuuper stressful at least we’d have each other for moral support.
This holiday was a week filled with many firsts, and the most extraordinary first that I got to experience was flying in a private jet for the first time. Yes, you read that correctly, I flew in a chartered private plane from the UK to France. Before I got this job I never in a million years thought I would get to experience one of life’s greatest luxuries. There’s no such thing as having to arrive early to check in or waiting in lines – it’s all very quick and comfortable. We got to the VIP lounge at the airport, handed over our passports, put our bags through security and got escorted straight to the plane. All within half an hour. Too easy.
The plane was small but fitted the 12 of us very comfortably. The seats were amazing but the real surprise came when the flight attendant served a 3 course lunch, it was amazing! The flight was so quick we barely had time to eat it all before we had to buckle up for our descent.
We got picked up from the airport and driven straight to our chalet. I wasn’t sure what to expect but I’m pretty sure this chalet exceeded whatever expectations I may have had. It was 5 stories, 7 bedrooms, had a cinema, sauna, spa and swimming pool, came with our own butler and driver and was situated right on the ski slope. Ahh yeah, so that explains that – oh and it also had insane views of the mountains!
The two families hired a group of ski instructors to take everyone each day in small groups, Teagan and I were with the two young boys, both three years old and one instructor. We spent each morning in a huge rush attempting to get all 6 kids ready and the out the door on time and the afternoons were spent keeping the kids entertained and getting them ready for dinner and bed.
It was an exhausting week but also a lot of fun, Teagan and I got to have a one on one ski lesson with an instructor each which was the highlight of the week and definitely made me realise just how much I don’t know how to ski.
We also got to eat some amazing food, one restaurant in particular had a steak on the menu for 590 euros!! I’m not sure who would pay that for a plate of food but I bet it taste alright.
Courchevel was incredible, the most impressive ski resort I’ve ever been to (not that I’ve been to many) and I’d love to get back there in my own time some day!