Big year for comebacks. Think about it...
Keith Olbermann’s prodigal return to ESPN.
Matthew McConaughey going from Failure to Launch to likely Oscar nominee.
This place...
Reintroduce yourself to Hôtel Mont-Blanc, a grand, centuries-old hotel that took a few years off only to return as the undisputed champion of leisure-related excess in the French Alps, taking reservations now.
What you’ve got here: a 40-room bastion of French civility standing at the ready for all your Alpine merrymaking needs. A chandelier-lit universe of wrought-iron staircases, checkered marble and gilded fireplaces.
Your not-so-humble setting: Chamonix. It’s the town that hosted the first Winter Olympics in 1924. The one with all the pearly white peaks and the hotel you’re about to be glorious in. Step inside. Take a seat in the bright and airy dining room. There’s a three-Michelin-starred chef in the kitchen, so maybe eat something.
In due time, you’ll claim a massage table in the cocoon of fluffy towels and nice smells that is your day spa. Maybe dip into the heated indoor/outdoor pool. Perhaps serenade a stranger in the piano-equipped bar.
You know damn well how these old French hotels work.
Keith Olbermann’s prodigal return to ESPN.
Matthew McConaughey going from Failure to Launch to likely Oscar nominee.
This place...
Reintroduce yourself to Hôtel Mont-Blanc, a grand, centuries-old hotel that took a few years off only to return as the undisputed champion of leisure-related excess in the French Alps, taking reservations now.
What you’ve got here: a 40-room bastion of French civility standing at the ready for all your Alpine merrymaking needs. A chandelier-lit universe of wrought-iron staircases, checkered marble and gilded fireplaces.
Your not-so-humble setting: Chamonix. It’s the town that hosted the first Winter Olympics in 1924. The one with all the pearly white peaks and the hotel you’re about to be glorious in. Step inside. Take a seat in the bright and airy dining room. There’s a three-Michelin-starred chef in the kitchen, so maybe eat something.
In due time, you’ll claim a massage table in the cocoon of fluffy towels and nice smells that is your day spa. Maybe dip into the heated indoor/outdoor pool. Perhaps serenade a stranger in the piano-equipped bar.
You know damn well how these old French hotels work.
