On the piste: a group ski holiday in Morzine – for solo travellers

Our writer rediscovers a teenage taste for fun skiing days and raucous nights – but her thirtysomething limbs and liver find the going tough

I was 14 when I first went skiing, a scrimped-and-saved-for school trip to Austria by coach and it remains vivid in my memory. Not just the joy of flying down snowy mountains, but all the trappings of a teenage escapade abroad: the dramas, holiday romances, and underage drinking …

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