I have the smallest 4 x 4 - a Fiat Panda Climbing and I have a winter service every November to make sure all the fluids and the tyres are right for winter in the Alps. It has been a bit difficult to get out of the car parking here for a couple of weeks, as the snow plough sometimes forgets to clear it. Once I get onto the road to the village, I just drive slowly and carefully. Actually, the snow plough throws up a wall of snow about four feet high at the side of the road, so the steep drops on the bends are not scary! This is my third Winter in the Alps but I lived for several years high in the Pyrenees, so I am quite used to driving on snow and ice.
It is very beautiful here at the moment, like a picture post card - I just wish I could post my photos, which I have no trouble in posting on Facebook.
The severe weather has brought out the best in people, as it tends to do, and my neighbour, whom I have never met before, came out when I was digging out my car and said he was organising a team to help any resident who needed it. He gave me his phone number to send to my daughter in New Zealand as she worries that there is nobody nearby in case of emergency.
My daughter cannot stand cold, as she suffers from Rayneaud's Disease, and she was urging me to move to the Mediterranean coast again. I explained to her that I hate the arid scenery of Provence and I find the cold invigorating.
I wear several layers of clothes when I need to free the car, but I find shovelling snow soon gets me warm!