The 2nd half
Trip Start Feb 25, 2006
2Trip End Mar 04, 2006
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Another morning, another hangover. Me, K and C forced ourselves out of bed for breakfast and hit the slopes about 11. B decided he needed more sleep and was to meet us later on. The decision was made for another day on the gondola as the air was clear and we expected the view to be good to. This plan was only slightly thwarted when we found that, due to high winds, you could only get half way on the gondola. A quick glance on the maps revealed that all was not lost and a cheeky red was to be found fairly close by. The only problem was the ridiculously steep chute ahead of us that lead us to the piste. Thankfully we all managed to negotiate this with little or no difficulty using the very advanced method known as "close your eyes and pray". The red slope was absolutely superb, very steep, very quick and the most challenging to date, so good in fact that we got to the bottom and headed straight back up for another go. Now this is where I ask you to use your imagination a bit
Tea, consisting again of a whole lot of meat, was followed by a session concentrated on the England game, which was watched at Buzz Bar after we found Intro was only showing the Wales game, thankfully Buzz had 2-4-1 beer as well
After the relative quietness of last night we all emerged feeling relatively sharp and looking forward to a good day on the slopes. Once again the gondola was the first port of call, this time all the way to the top. We immediately hit the red slopes, going from top to bottom, linking with the slope from yesterday about half way down. The run was done (I think) twice without much incident, and won the prize for "Stevo's favourite run of the holiday". Braddas was a bit scared, arguing that the run was a bit above him, but got down unscathed and I think he even enjoyed it. All I will draw attention to was the very amusing incident where (and I ask you to use your imagination again here) B is heading down the slope towards me, C and K. Comments where being made about how B's technique was looking quite good and how much he had improved... commentators curse. The chain of events was: "nice snowplough", "nice almost parallel turn", "nice face plant". We had a chuckle. The afternoon was spent on the chair lifts again, with us attempting our first Black run (no problems) and C and K attempting their first jump
After all that excitement we headed home for a snooze, some meat and to get ready for another session. Once again, we met up with Chris and Pete and took on the usual haunts - Intro, Rila, Franko's, 101 Cocktail and, of course, Buzz bar. We had a very enjoyable snowball fight outside Franko's, ambushing Billy an absolute treat and generally pratting about in the snow. It was one of those nights where everyone seemed to be bladdered and so the carnage flowed. B was once again on a community service mission, helping make a fat girls night, and probably holiday
After the excitement (read: beer) of last night we all decided to take it fairly easy this morning, not getting to the slopes until about 11. As it was our last day on the slopes we decided to hit the runs we most enjoyed for 1 last go. We started off with a cheeky red off the gondola, before heading over to Crystal bar for a steak sarny and to meet up with Pete and Chris. After lunch we headed up the second chair lift for a casual red, then spent the rest of the afternoon on the first chairlift going over old ground and getting a few more black runs in. I even had a go back on the green slopes that we had done on the first day just to see how far we had progressed, the answer, lots, we were getting well good!. One thing I haven't mentioned on here yet and I will now, is our general dislike of snowboarder. This has been developed over the course of the week and I will justify it now. Firstly they seem unable to stand up on there feet for more than 30 seconds before they stack and normally take out some unsuspecting skier
The final, emotional session started, as always, with meat from the buffet and Warren G and Nickelback from the iPod to get our game heads on. We hit the usual haunts, Intro, 101 Cocktail, Buzz Bar but the week had finally caught up with us and we were not out our most lively. Maybe spending 6 nights solidly on the lash wasn't such a smart idea!. Bed was hit at a remarkably civilised hour of 2:30am, with the thought of our first lie-in ahead of us.
Check out wasn't until 12 so the day began slowly
To finish all this I would like to say that it was on of the best weeks I have ever had, we drank to much and slept to little, but had the best of times. I will forever associate Warren G, Nickelback, Wheezer and Haddaway with the trip, and never again will I be able to see a snowplough and not laugh. Anyway, back to work now, same time next year folks? I know I'll be there. Over and out. Stevo.
P.S. If anyone, and i guess i am talking to Bradda's, Billy and Kit here, thinks i have missed anything out let me know and i'll add them on.