Skiing - Part 2

The hotel is, shall we say, functional and the room itself on the small side of tiny but these restrictions have at least been partly dealt with as in light of our subject’s intolerable snoring Gay George (Not Actually Gay) has taken to sleeping in the corridor.

At least some of the lifts were open on his first day in resort although the snow was coming down, backed up with a vicious wind (that managed to blow him over on one occasion and blew them back up many a slope), with some aggression and so they were limited to the Val Thorens locality although to be fair he was too morose to enjoy much of it as some low-life stole his favourite hat from the ski room at the hotel.



Having endured some pretty grim skiing conditions a night out at the Frog and Roast Beef (the highest pub in Europe apparently) was something to look forward to but the walk up there in the still horrid conditions was pretty miserable.