Start of my Adventure

Trip Start Nov 24, 2010
Trip End Apr 30, 2011

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Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Day One 24/11/10

I awoke at 4:15 got up had a shower and finished packing my last bits in to my hand luggage. Nervous, apprehensive, scared and anxious were just a few of the emotions i was feeling.

Previous to this I had spent a week flapping about what I should do with all my music gear and things I had bought and built up over the last 6 years, Through University and working at Promenade Music. There were times when i literally sat there in my studio thinking, where the hell i start......? After shoving things in to box's and lifting them up into the loft for storage i was done 10 past 11 mind! 

(oh I just want to add i've got into a bad habbit of putting ! <-------- marks after things that i think are funny, important or shocking!!!!!! so! if! you! get! a! little! bit! pissed! off! when! reading! because! of! all! the! ! <-------------- Marks....TOUGH!! see did it agen).

The goodbyes to momma and poppa were real hard and one that took a lot of deep breaths and forced smiles when all I really wanted to do was to hug, cry n stay. So off we went, got to Manchester airport in good time and I said my goodbye to dad and there I was x1 hand luggage x1 suitcase x1 Snowboard bag (with two boards) jam packed to the brim, Checkin was quick, easy and the morning wait wasn't too bad. You wouldn't believe the amount of UK travellers getting to the airport and ploughing through a full english eeewww horrible to watch! 

My travels consisted of Baring in mind the luggage I had:
Manchester to London Gatwick 9:30 flight (bout an hour)
Gatwick to Turin 12:05 flight (bout 2 hours) +1 hour ahed 
Bus to Turin City
Train to Verres
Bus up the Mountain to Champoluc

I can honestly say with little and broken Italian this was very difficult something I really overlooked, I mean i booked my flights but due to the unpredictability of buses I didn't want to book and miss and have to pay again. My main worry was it goes dark very quickly from around 4ish, I landed at 2:50 which gave me an hour and ten to do a trip that as I found out takes around 2 hours and 35. when I got off the train in Verres I was so relived and asked for directions (diretzione) to the bus stop for Champoluc, the bus was about to leave and I was lucky to get on as the driver didn't look happy I had large bags with me, Valle de Aosta as far as I can tell don't have the winter busses out yet so no storage under the bus! anyhow I jumped on and paid around 3.50 for the ticket. It was now pitch black and these drivers fly up the mountain as if its nothing the trip up the mountain is not for the faint hearted thats for sure. I literally was gripping the seat and trying to lookout for the Hotel and sign posts for some guidance as to where I was, the only saving grace was i'd walk'd up and down the street using google earth street view!!! so knew there was a petrol station on the left and a river running alongside the road on the right edge of the seat stuff when I saw them. We came to a stop just after those features and there I was 16 hours later in Italy staring at the Hotel where I am going to be spending my next 6 months. I struggle to find words to describe the feeling of snow underfoot for the first time since March after all the chaos of the traveling I was still beaming with a smile.

I dragged my bags up to the front door and rang the bell, the Hotel was shut and no one was around at -7 not a great situation, Then and I don't know if this was just by luck or they were expecting me but a car pulled up outside the Hotel and I introduced myself, It was the Hotel manager Herman. Oh the relief, Herman invited me in and asked how I was and how my Italian was, I answered honestly. We went into the bar where he offered me a beer which was greatly received we chatted about what I would be doing and what I'd been doing for the past year or so and yea meeting Herman was good. I got the impression he'd have wanted me to be able to speak more Italian but comforted me with a few stories of when he was starting to speak the language. We arranged to meet at 10 next morning, and he showed my to a temporary room. "buonanotte" 

After Herman had left I totally crashed, as I fell to the bed the feeling of relief, and achievement overwhelmed me and I burst into tears, now i've not cried in a long time and I just let it all out, thought to myself get it out my system now and no more, no more.

I know you nosey peeps will be interested so.... room is good !!!! kneel down shower !!!!! small and cosy for now! Staff quarters next week Whoo! 

Thanks for reading
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TrishMDuffy on

Ah darling you made Me cry again. Fantastic account of your first venture. Love it and you too.

Anthony W on

Love it Duffers - keep us informed!

Dan Baxendale on

Good job Chris. Keep us updated,

au revoir!

duffy_40675 on

Dan thats french...!

Arrivederci, addio or ciao!


Matt on

Wish you all the best buddy. Think its great what your doing. Look forward to seeing, hearing what your getting up to. Much love Matt

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