Well, it happened. I finally did what I had been threatening to do for many months and left La Plagne! I packed my bags, boarded a plane and headed back to the UK in search of a new place to base myself.
And just like that, the summer is over. The chairlifts are closed, the mountain bikers have packed up their mud-splattered gear, the bars have thrown their closing parties and shut their doors. Once again, this resort town became deserted almost overnight.