The last supper

Well, our last day in France was a wet one. For a few moments we thought there may be some half decent weather to come, but no, it wasn't to be.





But we decided none the less to go have a drive, making our way first of all up to Flaine which was covered in clouds and was a horrid concrete jungle. Following a wee crepe in Les Carroz on the way back down, we travelled over to Les Gets for a wander back into town.A couple of hours later, after having a wee drink in the apartment, we made our way out for a really tasty dinner.











By the end of dinner we had a slow wander back, but not before THE PURSE reared it's ugly head again.





And once the bill was paid we had a slow wander back through the town.











Where all we could do was have a quiet drink and get ready for leaving in the morning.