Cruise Passenger hops aboard the most luxurious (and expensive) train journey in the Alps, the Venice Simplon-Orient-Express.
Lovers of winter sports and linen tablecloths โ and red carpets, white gloves, polished brass, gleaming marquetry, velvet upholstery and all the other trappings of a train de luxe โ rejoice. The Venice Simplon-Orient-Express (VSOE) has launched a 21-hour, once-a-year itinerary from Paris to Bourg-Saint-Maurice in the heart of the French Alps.
The new route, which runs in late December, reflects a growing enthusiasm for slow, green and experiential travel. The train takes more than eight hours but generates less than 12 kilograms of CO2.
However, itโs the experience that sets the VSOE apart โ indeed, puts it in a class of its own. And with the tariff for a top compartment for two just shy of ยฃ10,000 ($19,355) per person and places on board selling out months in advance, youโd jolly well hope so.
Itโs a glorious throwback to a mode of travel grown so unfamiliar as to have become novel again. So old-fashioned itโs new-fashioned. This includes the historically authentic Heritage Cabins. Theyโre gorgeous. Jewel-like marvels of thoughtful, elegant design. But tiny.

First-timers are often taken aback. (โReally? Thatโs it? And no shower? And a shared loo at the end of the carriage?โ) Hence the popularity of the recently introduced Suite and Grand Suite categories, which are respectively about two and three times bigger than Heritage Cabins, and have their own bathrooms. Iโve travelled in each of the three categories and can tell you that any additional space in your compartment makes a disproportionate difference. Most VSOE itineraries, like this one, are overnighters, with a handful of exceptions including Paris to Istanbul, which takes five nights.
The journey is the experience
I started with a night in Paris beforehand, having arrived from London on the Eurostar. Because of the meticulously stage-managed nature of the whole VSOE performance, the before and after parts of the holiday can suffer in comparison. Not, however, on this occasion. I got off on absolutely the right foot at the Plaza Athรฉnรฉe.
Though the hotel is famous for its window boxes overflowing with red geraniums (apparently the happy consequence of Marlene Dietrichโs affair with Jean Gabin), its inner courtyard was no less delightful in its wintertime guise, as an ice-skating rink illuminated by great cascades of fairy lights suspended from the rooftops.
Combine that coup de thรฉรขtre with a sumptuous Second Empire-styled suite, a treatment at the luscious new Dior Spa and dinner at Jean Imbert au Plaza Athรฉnรฉe and I could almost have stayed put and forgotten about the Alps altogether.
But the mountains were calling. The train left the Gare de lโEst at 15:20. A couple of hours later we were somewhere in the Champagne region, following the course of the River Marne in the twilight. I raised a glass of fizz to the terroir outside from which it had sprung.
The sky and the water were silvery blue, the rest of the landscape shadowy and indistinct. Soon it would be dark. The trainโs windows would turn into mirrors, blinds would be drawn.
I remembered a previous trip from Paris to Venice in the summer. It had an entirely different feel โ more, I think, because of the season than the route. We were encouraged in advance to leap out of bed at dawn to admire the sun as it rose over โ or rather between and around โ the Alps.
Of the early birds who did make an appearance around 5am, several were in their pyjamas. Somehow this contributed more to the joyful tone of the occasion than all the dinner jackets and spangled party frocks of the previous night put together.
If this winter journey was necessarily more tucked-up and inward-looking, it was no less convivial. Thereโs only one service, in the week before Christmas, and itโs the VSOEโs last run of the year. The staff were excited about going home for the holidays while the passengers were excited about spending the festive season away from home, some in Chamonix, others in Courchevel and Val Thorens.
The excitement increased as we got further into the mountains โ and was mirrored in the expressions on the faces of local commuters unaccustomed to seeing the glossy blue carriages glide past their platforms.
Cooking on a train is chef’s pain
Everyone on the train, it seemed, was singing, almost all the time. Even the chef. Jean Imbert, the tousled French prodigy who succeeded Alain Ducasse at the Plaza Athรฉnรฉe in 2022, was recruited to oversee the VSOEโs kitchen the following year. I chose to stay at the Plaza Athรฉnรฉe for that reason: I wanted to compare Imbertโs hotel and train cooking.
But the result of my delicious experiment was inconclusive. Dinner in the plush, ornately mirrored dining car on the train was as satisfying as dinner in the plush, ornately mirrored dining room at the hotel. (On the train: leeks with black truffle, egg yolk and parmesan shortbread; Bresse chicken with Albufera sauce; hazelnut and coffee Yule log. At the hotel: brioche with caviar; lobster ร lโamรฉricaine; plum soufflรฉ pancakes.)
โThe problem with cooking at the hotel,โ Imbert says, โis that Iโve got everything I could ever need at my disposal. The problem with cooking on the train is that I havenโt.โ Which must be the only respect in which the VSOE observes a less-is-more policy.
I alighted at Moรปtiers, the gateway to the gigantic Trois Vallรฉes ski area, on the dot of 11:38. A short drive brought me to Mรฉribel, an extremely prepossessing resort. Trading my gently swaying suite for stationary piste-side luxury, I bunked down at Le Coucou. Its ski-in/ski-out location is unimprovable; the staff is young and friendly; and the look of the hotel is at once respectful of its context and endearingly playful.
Nobody needs a reason to take the Venice-Simplon Orient Express. But if you did, getting to Mรฉribel in fine style for Christmas and New Year would be as good a reason as any.
Venice Simplon-Orient-Express essentials
The next Venice Simplon-Orient-Express departure to the French Alps is on December 19, 2024. Departing Parisโ Gare de lโEst at 15:20 and calling at Albertville (10:36), Moรปtiers (11:38) and Bourg-Saint-Maurice (12:45). Prices range from ยฃ3785 ($7325) per person based on two sharing a Historic Cabin to ยฃ9975 ($19,307) per person for a Grand Suite.
This includes a round-the-clock personal steward, meals accompanied by the sommelierโs choice of wine, unlimited soft drinks, coffee and tea, and transfers within Paris to Gare de lโEst. Grand Suite guests also enjoy a check-in service, champagne and caviar upon arrival in the Alps.