48 Hours in Megève

Ideally located on the Place du Clocher in the heart of Megève, Hôtel Mont-Blanc boasts an elegant decor that's both extravagant and hushed.


A Weekend at the Hôtel Mont-Blanc


I enjoy my suite's refined , arty decor with a sense of privilege. Through the window, I watch the snow fall, covering the tinned copper scales of the bell tower and the huge fir tree, beautifully adorned as it is every year.


I'm off to stroll through Megève's charming cobbled streets, along the old bridge or the random squares, and lose myself in its elegant boutiques and trendy pop-up stores.



I return, delighted to curl up in a soft shepherd's hutch in front of the big fire, with a beautiful new book. Then I go next door to lunch at Le Relais. In the warm, restful atmosphere of patinated blond wood, I enjoy a mountain croque and a crème brûlée to die for.


I head for the Pure Altitude spa. An almost polar-like softness instantly envelops me, like its white walls adorned with fur. I decide on the Beauté Glacée treatment, an anti-aging Lift 4810 treatment with an eye on the summit of Mont Blanc, combining a lifting facial massage with a body scrub and wrap... I pick up the phone.


I'm delighted to return to the hotel's cocooning lounges. It's time to sample the in-house pastries for which the place is famous: mont blanc with grand cru hot chocolate for some, coffee éclair, lemon tartlet and signature tea for others.


I sip a vintage champagne, a Dom Ruinart 2009, at the counter of Bar Les Enfants Terribles. The lounges, with their mix of artists' pieces and vintage, are as lively as ever. Outside, the horse-drawn carriages continue to parade and the snowflakes to dance.


This evening, I decided to succumb to the dish I'd spotted at lunchtime: a beef cheek braised for 8 hours in Mondeuse d'Arbin with creamy polenta. Knowing that a tour of the Mont Blanc and its cheeses and the simply irresistible dessert buffet await me afterwards.