A civilised day

After a night off the bear, granted I was sobering up from the afternoon session, snowboarding was good this morning. By 2pm it got very slushy again so we decided to have a bit of après ski.

On the slopes this morning I saw the largest, fattest skier ever and he was from America. We nicknamed him gold finger.

Had a hour in the hot tub when I got back to the chalet followed by a loverly meal. We then stayed in the chalet and watched the football and the documentary on Rolls Royce before having another early night. That's 2 early nights on the trott now, I must be getting old.