Somehow we managed to get up early and organised for a half day skiing on Christmas eve. It was some time ago now but I remember the snow being a wonderful consistency that day.
The slopes were deserted initially, what a treat.Mont d'Arbois is where we mostly toured.
Spectactular views of Mont Blanc
Smiles all around.
This was Matheo's favourite run, He tore it up and wore himself out!
We made it :) From Tamsins its a nice walk into Saint-Gervais-les-Bains, although it does take a little while.
Beautiful views along the way.
Time for some sledding in Passy with the family now though.
Why Dijon ? well it was about half way along the remaining leg to Tamsins place in the Alps. It is also a nice town to visit, and Tamsin had booked us into a nice historic hotel, where we enjoyed some wine and an open fire place.
Next morning we did a quite town walk. The architectures change with the historical period constructed in. Dijon is known for a few mosaic style roofs.
And of course mustard ! Plenty of choice there ;)
Peek-a-boo.
The Christmas market was in full swing, with all the great things France does so well. The herbs smelt amazing.
and so many Cheeses.
Playing peek-a-boo in the Grand Trianon.
The red marble is unique and striking.
A couple of days before Christmas eve, is a good time to visit versailles and the Petit Trianon. Relaxing to stroll around with out crowds.
It was quiet enough that when we accidentally left the main palace, we were able to go back in again, to see the hall of mirrors.
The weather was generous to us once again.
more peek-a-boo.
Always an impressive place to visit, day or night, sunny or rainy, winter or summer. However you will want to check the tides. We almost had Mont Saint Michel to ourselves, quite a privilege these days. Lucky us :) 
There are several fortified entries, no surprise this place was never compromised. 
The first wall contains the lower town, the second the upper town, a few shops and living quarters. Then above the next wall is the Abby.
The 200 year old treadwheel that brought the sled 300 feet up. Driven by prisoners.
quite a perch for a church.
amazing doors
Cruising the town, contained in the lower walls.