Alps trek: beauty and betrayal

A few days ago, I finished the legendary Tour du Mont Blanc, hiking 170 kilometers across France, Italy, and Switzerland. The Alps were everything I imagined—majestic peaks, wildflowers swaying in the wind, and the kind of crisp air that makes you feel alive. But what nobody tells you is how commercialized it’s become. I expected tranquil trails and quiet moments with nature, but instead, I found crowds jostling for the perfect photo, overpriced mountain huts, and guides who seemed more interested in tips than sharing local secrets. One evening, after a grueling climb, I arrived at a famous refuge, only to find my reserved bed given away to a flashy influencer and her entourage. The staff shrugged, telling me, "She has more followers." I ended up sleeping on the floor, listening to their laughter echo through the halls. The next morning, I watched as they staged sunrise shots, barely glancing at the real beauty around them. Still, the Alps themselves are untouchable. At dawn, the mountains glowed pink, and for a moment, I felt like the only person in the world. But the clash between authentic adventure and social media spectacle left me torn. Is the magic of the Alps fading under the weight of its own fame? #AlpsTrek #TravelTruth #TourDuMontBlanc #NatureVsTourism #TravelConfessions #Travel