My Significant Other is a bit of a sports addict (then again, aren't most men?), especially when it comes to running marathons. Ages ago, he signed up to run the Mont Blanc marathon, which is how we found ourselves in Chamonix this past weekend. In a way, I was really glad to not be in Paris during the first sales weekend... if the Wednesday was bad, the Saturday is usually the ultimate shopping madness, as you'll get people traveling from neighboring European countries who want in on the fun.
Chamonix is a beautiful alpine resort in France, bordering on Switzerland and Italy and conveniently located at the foot of Mont Blanc, Western Europe's highest mountain. The closest city is in Geneva and though we drove through it, I unfortunately didn't get to spend any time there. Not really an issue - I've never seen Mont Blanc and wanted to spend some quality time away from any city. Unlike other ski resorts, especially the glitzy Swiss ones (yes St. Moritz... I'm looking at you), Chamonix is surprisingly unpretentious. I'm sure during the winter seasons you'll get a few ski bunnies in designer sports gear, but judging from the stores I saw, this place is pretty down-to-earth and not as overly filled with chalet-kitsch as many of it's counterparts.
During the summer months the area is really popular among rock climbers, hikers and extreme sports fans - there were so many paragliders out this weekend. I would have been tempted to try it out if we had had more time.
As you can imagine, shopping isn't really a main attraction here, which is why I'm not going to do any store profiles. But since the main downtown area consists of nothing but stores (mainly outdoor and sports shops) and restaurants, I couldn't help snapping a few pics...
We also managed to browse the weekly market...
On Sunday, my dearest and well over 14 000 other crazies set out to run/walk/crawl up this part of Mont Blanc, starting at 7AM in the morning. I chose an easier way... around noon...

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