Bronwen and I decided that individual lessons would probably be a good idea, so I headed off with Jean-Francois for my beginner's class while Bron benefited from the teaching of Nicholas for the morning.
It was SO much better than the day before! After he had me on the baby, baby slope (not even the bunny slope: this was for the 4-8 year-old kids that come skiing with Club Med or whoever) but it was at just my level. :) Jean-Francois had me slightly turning left and right with inconsistent ability on my part until he was confident I could brave the 'big slope' (i.e. the bunny slope!).
By the end of the 1.5 hour lesson I could (still inconsistently) turn and I didn't fall over too many times. I didn't - and still don't - get the whole 'turn the way you don't want to go' motto for skiing... I've worked out my own way which seems to have sufficed - it may even be the right way but I just came to that position partly of my own accord.
In the photos below... the top one is the reception for our accommodation after the night's snowfall; two views from our balcony; the gentle incline of the slope nearest our accommodation... I am wearing the fluorescent orange jacket.
That night Margaux was determined not to go to sleep. I tried relaxing her and putting her into her cot 5 times before I gave up and let her cry herself to sleep. It's the first time I'd done that and I felt awful, but after about 5 minutes silence reigned in the bedroom.
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