The Alps.

Ever since we started planning this trip I’ve been excited for the Alps as I absolutely love mountains and their scenery. When we first started to get into the foothills of the Alps in France I started looking at which route to take as I wanted to find the best one with the nicest views. We went the way that took us right next to Geneva as it was shortest and still had some amazing views. The many hills and small mountains along with their occasional plateau were breathtaking. As we neared our camping spot at the base of Mont Blanc, snowy rocks where visible on our side as we drove and as they jutted their peaks out of the clouds. I thought the Alps were surprising warm considering its late February and there was snow just a little farther above us. Little towns dotted the countryside, some looking a little run down but were still nice to drive through their tight streets, and the waterfalls that would pop up along the cliff face looked amazing. As we drove we eventually rounded a corner and could see Mont Blanc itself towering over the other Alpine mountains. The snowed covered peak shone a bright white in the late afternoon sun as we drove towards it, the whiteness only being broken by some rocks that protruded from its face. The sun began to set as we arrived at our campground on the outskirts of Chamonix, a town nestled right at the base of Mont Blanc and how you get to the seven-mile tunnel which cuts through the massive mountain into Italy. I think the Alps will be one of, if not the, my favorite part of this trip.