Clean down week was LONG. I pulled a disgusting amount of hair out of plug holes and I have never done so much polishing in my life. We weren't given our ski passes until our chalets were signed off as complete so to compensate for our lack of fun during the day we spent pretty much every evening frequenting the various drinking holes around town.
On Friday we were finally given our ski passes and headed out early for a big day on the slopes. It was snowing pretty heavy so it was a really tough first day but great to finally be out there. Obviously I spent a lot of the day teaching A how to ski because she wanted to know how someone can get to look as good as me on the slopes...she is getting there slowly.
Sunday was arrival day for our first set of guests so after a big night out on Saturday and a bit of a lie in on Sunday morning we began to prepare everything for the evening arrival of our guests. I put up a Christmas tree for the first time, it made me feel quite manly, even if it is about 2 feet tall. Unfortunately, due to the fact that a couple of inches of snow pretty much shuts down the entire UK, plane delays meant our guests got in at 2.30 in the morning. They are lovely though, 2 families who stayed in our chalet last christmas so they know how everything works already. So we served them up a 3 course meal in the early hours and crashed hard for the night.
Monday was the young lad (the baby of the group) I mentioned before's 19th birthday so we all went out and had it in a big way. It was a special night and our young boy showed signs of becoming the ladies man he so longs to be by getting off with one of his guests and leaning over her shoulder whilst dancing and high fiveing the other guys and making 'GET IN THERE' motions with his fist when she wasn't looking. It was quite charming. She didn't come down for breakfast the next morning.
Today was our first day off. Last night we followed the pub crawl in town organised by our company for the guests. It was a messy night that ended up in the cramped, sweaty cave that is Dick's Tea Bar. It's pretty horrible and they punish smokers by making them all stand in a tiny cupboard and blow smoke in eachothers faces. There was all sorts of interesting goings on, the much maligned seasonnaire incest that is so rife got into full swing with many staff members exchanging bodily fluids throughout the night (making for a fun day of skiing around and catching up on the different slices of gossip around the slopes) but my favourite story of the night was a different exchange of bodily fluids... between my Welsh roommate and the bedroom floor of one of the girls next door.
He's a lovely chap my Welsh friend but when he drinks, he tends not to stop until he is in a horrific state. Last nights horrific state consisted of him singing (shouting) the Welsh national anthem for 2 hours, crashing out in the girls apartment next door, waking up at about 5 in the morning and taking a pee in the corner of their bedroom and then crawling on the floor through the snow outside back to our place. I think it must be a Welsh thing, I worked with one last year that couldn't control his bladder either and ended up peeing on his managers X Box in the middle of the night.
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