Post Number One!

Hello as of yet, non existent readers! 

To differentiate between when I write, and when J writes, I will write in Italic. Because it makes me look clever, innit! If it were possible, J would write in comic sans or something childish, or maybe 'bold' to represent his 'bold' personality, whereas I am more quiet and retiring (and intellectual.)

Ok so it all started back in June, when we both decided to defer university for one (more) year and go be wild and free and cold in the mountains. J had just come back from doing his first ski season and I, having never done one, thought it sounded super fun, he didnt take much persuading to do another so thats how we ended up scouring natives.co.uk for job adverts and applying to every company that asked for chalet hosts.
 This was quite a long process, which meant firstly taking my CV and modifying it so it was aimed at ski tour operators (or TOs if you're down with the lingo). So instead of bigging up all my 'data-inputting', 'phone-answering' and 'meeting organising' experience, suddenly all the focus is on the month I spent waitressing, where I learnt such mad skillz which would be useful when cooking and cleaning for a chalet of 15 people. Similarly, my 'interests' changed from reading and writing, to throwing lavish dinner parties for my nearest and dearest. 
(Protecting myself here - I would never ever lie on my cv, I'm far too good for that. Out of the two of us J is the bad one. I shall spend the next 6 months telling him off and trying to stop him getting involved in semi-illegal adventures, and he shall spend the next 6 months getting me in trouble.)


 This is probably a good moment to mention that whilst J is a great cook, and can happily whip up a beef bourgignon, I am not and cannot. 
Dont get me wrong, I make fabulous cheese toasties, I can put together a perfect gin and tonic, and chocolate covered strawberries are my speciality, but cooking is not my strong point, I'm more one of those people who watches and comments and dances around in an apron, and I'm great at washing up, but thats about it.

After a couple of interviews that left me feeling physically sick and smoking like a chimney (I dont deal well with interviews, find them very stressful.) we eventually accepted a job with a TO I had decided was the best after whiling away many hours at work flicking between a spreadsheet (for appearances' sake) and the Natives Chatroom, reading up on peoples experiences of working for different operators.


And this is where I decided that I wanted to keep a blog. During the application/interview process I looked all over the internet for blogs on working a ski season as a chalet host, to give me a better idea of what to expect. I wanted to know about tricky guests, good guests, crazy nights, horrendous mornings, celebrating christmas with your guests but not your family, tips (or lack of them), making new friends, hopefully not falling out with your co-worker ... etc. 


So thats what myself and J are doing, creating this blog, to document all these things, and also to keep everyone at home up to date with our goings-on.