That said with ridiculous quantities sleep inside them they woke up to some amazing weather and a brillant day's skiing and they proceeded to tick off all the runs at Mount Baker.
Having skied themselves into the ground they steeled themselves for the marathon drive up to Whistler. A couple of hours later they arrived at the border which one would have thought with two upstanding young pillars of the community (are we shure about this? - ed) would be a swift and painless experience. Their hopes were raised even higher when the chap in the queue next to them replied to the question, "have you any criminal convictions?" with, "assault with a deadly weapon." Surely they would be ushered through whilst this ganster was directed to the back room and the latex gloves were produced? Obviously not, the thug was through before them. Thanks very much Canadian immigration.
Suffice to say 5 hours later they finally reached Whistler and walked into their appartment. One would expect an appartment sold as one that, "will comfortably sleep 4" would actually have at least one bed. Obviously not. A sofa bed and a pull down bed were the options. Sadly if both were set up at the same time there was absolutely no floor space.
As they were both suffering with (man) flu by this stage they could not be bothered to kick up a fuss and after a quick supper flopped asleep.
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