So having finally arrived at Geneva thanks to BA and endured a particularly tedious conversation with the travel company rep, “no sir we don’t have any transfers up from Geneva today”; “any clue as to how I might get up there then”; “hang on I’ll ask my manager…he says ask at information”; “thanks very informative” he found himself heading to the bus stop…and finding he had missed the bus by 5 minutes. Never mind the next one was 2 hours and 15 minutes later.
Then at last the first ray of sunshine and he found himself talking to a very attractive blonde girl who provided some mild diversion until the next bus.
A very tedious bus trip later he finally found himself dumped in the middle of Val Thorens and hiking through the very thick snow (which was still falling in spade loads) up to their hotel to there find Gay George (Not Actually Gay) enjoying a beer in the bar as all the lifts were shut due to the rubbish weather. All in all 32 ½ hours from Bristol to Val Thorens is rather too long for comfort.
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