Whenever I hear the words ski chalet my imagination is torn between luxurious log cabins and dingy concrete blocks.
What has never occurred to me is the Mayors House; an imposing 9 bedroom totally refurbished stone building sitting in the Alps countryside only 20 minutes from the main ski lift of La Clusaz. Which used to be the actual Mayors house.
This is so much more than a ski chalet in the Alps.
It is an experience. An Elsewhere experience.
Our previous post (you can check that out here) described a day in the life of a guest staying in the Mayors House, well the morning of.. this is part two, or rather part deux.
Forget ski chalets in the Alps – look for the Mayors House, a true winter retreat.
You’ve been on the slopes of La Clusaz all day, amazing snow, awesome vistas and a couple of warming hot wines on the mountain. But now you’re ready to head home..
Our complimentary mini bus is waiting to pick you and your party up at the bottom of the slopes (we like easy), looking out the window you watch as hundreds of identical ski chalets in the alps whizz past, smug, knowing where you’re heading. 20 minutes later you’re back at the Mayors House.
As you enter the warmth of the Mayors House the boot room is ready with the boot and glove warmer turned on ready to dry out your gear for the next day.
You head up the stairs past the games room and cinema room to be greeted by a table laden with local fresh baguettes, cheeses, charcuterie, (donuts as well!) to stave off any immediate hunger.. or possibly a quick game on the retro pinball machine first (I love that pinball machine!).
You grab some cheese, some bread and notice your host holding out a glass of bubbly – well deserved after a hard day skiing you poor things
You snuggle down in front of the burning open log fire, or maybe you prefer to warm your bones in one of the two saunas, or in the hot tub for a bit.. did I mention the pinball machine?
While you’re relaxing your own private chef is cooking. Pots are simmering, foams are being whipped, intoxicating aromas are lingering through the winter retreat, teasing you on what’s for dinner.
This is no ski chalet in the alps, this is a destination.
Dinner is eventually served, you have no idea what the meal will be, only that it will be beautiful, delicious and filling.
Maybe three courses, maybe two, maybe a table laden with an imaginative creation for you to graze at for hours…
After dinner, your host and chef discretely vacate the building, leaving you and your party to, well, party. You hit the sack after a long day, ready to be woken by the smell of breakfast and another sun beam shining through your bedroom. You are experiencing an Elsewhere venue.
Life’s too short for ordinary..