I love the word safari - it usually means adventure, exploration and some kind of a big conquest. In the case of an Italian ski safari, it also means a cave stocked with wine. That is one hell of a big conquest if you ask me.
I just heard about the Dolomites Ski Safari, a weeklong adventure in the Italian Dolomites with a wine-soaked private spa chalet that you get to call home. It's an Italian ski safari run by Swiss guides which creates the most delightful cultural convergence when you're sleeping in a chalet with its own masseuse (Swiss) and you get to raid the in-house wine cave (Italian).
The aforementioned ski chalet. Looks like a Christmas card.
The backcountry is just breathtaking.
When you're not wine-cave dwelling (or recovering from the wine-cave dwelling), you'll ski virgin backcountry powder through mysterious ice tunnels and actual caves. On the last couple of days of your trip, you'll head down into the medieval mountain town of Cortina d'Ampezzo, where you can mingle with aristocrats and attempt to relive stunt sequences from a Bond movie or Cliffhanger (which were both famously shot here).
To finish this magical vacation, a helicopter will swoop in to pick you up to fly you over the Alps, dropping you into Marmolada (the highest point in the Alps) for one last, epic run leading you back to your chalet. I mean, that wine cave isn't going to drink itself...