“Mum can you take me skiing?”
By Fiona Jane Best
Term dates and my husbands work schedule didn't mix and match this year. So, I decided to grab the Milka Cow by the horns and go it alone with my son, aged 6, to Alpe d'Huez. Here’s what I learnt as a single-parent skiing…
Airports - Go local or go loco.
A regional airport, in my opinion, is far less stressful. Our trip was out of Southampton, a small efficiently run regional airport, where it’s difficult to misplace a child.
Keep hand luggage to a minimum when travelling with children. It makes passing through security easier. Pack anything you may need for the coach journey in your hold luggage and grab it on arrival in Chambery.
If you are going to eat at the airport take heed. Children may not always be the best travellers. With this in mind a dry breakfast of perhaps toast and jam, or a croissant with a drink of water is advisable. Milky breakfasts alongside fruit juices can, and usually do, reappear on the winding mountain roads.
Transfers - Don’t overfill the children
So we had packed in our hold luggage flapjacks and crisps as a snack for the bus journey so we grabbed them and bordered our transfer. Within just 15 minutes of finding our Rep and our coach to Alpe d’Huez we were setting off. It was to be just over two hours, manageable, and we both actually fell asleep after the welcome speeches. We woke when the rep announced we were now climbing up to resort. We counted 21 bends on the road up to Alpe d’Huez and thankfully we all arrived in one piece.
However, when the evening coach arrived with the rest of the weeks guests one lady appeared wearing a ski jacket and just pants on her lower half. Her young child, she informed us, had exploded on bend number 18!