Aiguille de Midi
Despite the forecast predicting rain for the next 5 days we awoke to a bright clear blue sky at 7am.
Randy scored early tickets for the ascension of Mount Blanc observation area on Aiguille du Midi.
The gondola was packed with climbers and everyone else wanting to capture a rare clear day. Not anyone’s favorite thing to be packed like sardines in a cable car, suspended over snow covered mountains, or pressed against climbing gear.
The hills (mountains) are alive with the sound of music (people)
With songs (noises) they have sung (heard) for a thousand (hundred) years
Once at the top the woolen mittens and hats adorned our bodies. The air was thinner and crisper than down below. Despite people talking about the beauty around, the area was still and silent.
This magnificent, rock-jagged mountain range stretched across France, Italy, and Switzerland. We saw hikers beginning to transverse ridges and cross the Vallée Blanche area from the observation tower. They looked like ants barely moving.
We took our turns in the glass room known as the “Step into the Void” room with a glass floor. Explored the tunnel of snow, and enjoyed being in all the beauty. Over the intercom we heard the announcement about the cable car ride to Italy being open with no wait.
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