Good evening. I don't need to introduce myself again because I have stuck to my guns and am continuing with my 'trebuchet' font choice. We are well into November and there are only 23 days until A and myself jump on a bus to France. We are both very excited and one of us (the one who isn't me) is spending every spare minute getting organised for the trip. And I mean getting SERIOUSLY organised. I'm usually very laid back and don't tend to worry about things like this until they are just a couple of days away but just recently I have found myself quite on edge about the impending adventure. I think it could be something to do with the 5 A4 page long to do list (I'm serious, it's 5 pages) that A keeps shoving in my face. I think I just have 5 items on mine.
Calculator? Really?
This isn't to say I've been doing nothing though. As A said we went along to the Metro Snow Show. I managed to blag some free tickets and I was very glad of this because it turns out the 'Show' is pretty much a giant market that people pay £16 to look around whilst people wearing gilets carrying clipboards jump out at you and try and get to to join a mailing list. There was also a large perspex slide in the middle which some crazy cats were skiing and boarding down. Mental. It was a good day, but mainly because of the free wine and cheese.
A was pleased with the snow show because she came away with a ski suit and a gaping hole in her previously quite healthy bank balance. I'm not going to say how much it was but lets just say my ski suit last year, including goggles, thermals and socks, cost me less than a third of what A paid. Silly girl has gone and bought snowboarding gear too...don't have the heart to tell her how ridiculous she is going to look on skis. I jest.
This weeks big news is that it is my last day at work tomorrow. Probably should have stayed on an extra week for the money but I got a little bit over excited and just handed in my notice without really thinking about it! Still, can't wait to be free.
Next week A and I are planning on cooking one of the meals from our companys chalet menu for a group of friends and family to brush up our skills and get used to working with eachother a little bit. Will let you know how that one goes if we are still speaking afterwards!
Showing posts with label metro ski and snowboard show. Show all posts
Showing posts with label metro ski and snowboard show. Show all posts
Thursday, 11 November 2010
Wednesday, 3 November 2010
Toffee Vodka
Hey y'all, 'A' here, giving 'Georgia' a whirl, because I like the name.
J and I paid a visit to the Metro Ski & Snowboard show a couple of weeks ago, where we had lots of fun, paying many visits to the little stalls giving away free shots of red wine, free shots of champagne and free shots of toffee vodka. Truth be told, we got a bit drunk.
Then I spent an extortionate amount on a jacket and ski pants I had been eyeing up in Snow and Rock for quite a while, then I got said jacket and pants home and read the tag and realised they were 'snowboarding' clothes rather than ski clothes... which has worried me slightly and I am debating whether to return them. J has told me this is a ridiculous thing to do, because noones going to look at me and judge me for skiing whilst wearing snowboarding gear BUT he doesnt know what I know..
From more browsing of the Natives chatrooms, I have learnt that there is a difference between dressing like a 'Seasonnaire' and dressing like a 'Punter' and if your dress like a punter people will judge you, and pity you for your lack of insider knowledge. Seasonnaires wear bright, uncoordinated, really baggy clothes.
My jacket is black, because I like the colour black, and tightly fitted, because i'm comfier that way (and also, I have a banging body and want to show it off!)
Furthermore, apparently it's the done thing to take a second jacket - a 'pub jacket'. So you wear your fancy expensive jacket on the slopes, and then wear a second jacket, a cheaper one, to the pub, so you can dance/smoke to your hearts content, and it doesnt matter so much if you drink a bit too much and leave it behind. So I have another dilemma!! What sort of jacket does one wear to the pub?
In addition to this little pickle I have gotten myself into, I have started making 3 lists. They as as follows
1) Things to pack
2) Things to buy
3) Things to do before I go away
These lists are all really, really long. I have so much to do, and I didn't realise until now!
For example, I need to pack things like a calculator, various medicines incase I get sick whilst I'm out there, enough clothes to see me through for the next six months (scary thought... what if I get bored of the clothes I take? I really hope I end up sharing a room with a girl just like me, who will be totally up for sharing wardrobes!) Before I go away I must remember to get all my friends addresses, have lots of farewell drinks, practise my cooking a bit more and work out whether it is better to withdraw from a Natwest or Nationwide account whilst abroad.
This seems like a lot of work, so I'm going to not think about it just yet. I should also probably avoid the Natives chatrooms for a while. Im going to send my brother down the shop to buy me some chocolate and watch The Apprentice instead.
J and I paid a visit to the Metro Ski & Snowboard show a couple of weeks ago, where we had lots of fun, paying many visits to the little stalls giving away free shots of red wine, free shots of champagne and free shots of toffee vodka. Truth be told, we got a bit drunk.
Then I spent an extortionate amount on a jacket and ski pants I had been eyeing up in Snow and Rock for quite a while, then I got said jacket and pants home and read the tag and realised they were 'snowboarding' clothes rather than ski clothes... which has worried me slightly and I am debating whether to return them. J has told me this is a ridiculous thing to do, because noones going to look at me and judge me for skiing whilst wearing snowboarding gear BUT he doesnt know what I know..
From more browsing of the Natives chatrooms, I have learnt that there is a difference between dressing like a 'Seasonnaire' and dressing like a 'Punter' and if your dress like a punter people will judge you, and pity you for your lack of insider knowledge. Seasonnaires wear bright, uncoordinated, really baggy clothes.
My jacket is black, because I like the colour black, and tightly fitted, because i'm comfier that way (and also, I have a banging body and want to show it off!)
Furthermore, apparently it's the done thing to take a second jacket - a 'pub jacket'. So you wear your fancy expensive jacket on the slopes, and then wear a second jacket, a cheaper one, to the pub, so you can dance/smoke to your hearts content, and it doesnt matter so much if you drink a bit too much and leave it behind. So I have another dilemma!! What sort of jacket does one wear to the pub?
In addition to this little pickle I have gotten myself into, I have started making 3 lists. They as as follows
1) Things to pack
2) Things to buy
3) Things to do before I go away
These lists are all really, really long. I have so much to do, and I didn't realise until now!
For example, I need to pack things like a calculator, various medicines incase I get sick whilst I'm out there, enough clothes to see me through for the next six months (scary thought... what if I get bored of the clothes I take? I really hope I end up sharing a room with a girl just like me, who will be totally up for sharing wardrobes!) Before I go away I must remember to get all my friends addresses, have lots of farewell drinks, practise my cooking a bit more and work out whether it is better to withdraw from a Natwest or Nationwide account whilst abroad.
This seems like a lot of work, so I'm going to not think about it just yet. I should also probably avoid the Natives chatrooms for a while. Im going to send my brother down the shop to buy me some chocolate and watch The Apprentice instead.
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