2 April
We were at the ski hire place by 8.30, raring to go. Although the valley was green and spring-like, the higher slopes were gloriously white and pristine. On the slopes just after 9. On reflection a bit early because the pistes had been groomed overnight and it was very icy so the first hour was spent rattling along [I did wonder whether my teeth would survive the day as they seemed to chomp against each other every second!]
The pistes were almost empty and it was a pretty glorious morning. We stopped for a hot brunch around 10.30 and then carried on. Lunch, which involved vin chaud, was around midday and we set out back to the slopes feeling reasonably confident.
Unfortunately something weird had happened to our legs during the rest period. My thighs were screaming with pain and half way down a longish run, I realised that I no longer had any control over my skis. I told Chris, who said he was pretty much in the same situation and we decided to call it a day. The problem was partly that the beautiful sunshine had turned the snow to slush; it was also partly that we are a couple of old gits!
It took a LONG time to get back to the cable car and we looked so wrecked when we arrived back at the ski shop, the guy almost rolled on the floor laughing. We struggled up the hill to the hotel, in temperatures of 24C, just to add to our misery. We showered, slept and went out for dinner.
Back to bed by 8.30! I settled down with good book and Chris was helping the ref to police the PSG vs Chelsea match. Then today's bombshell hit.
An innocent-looking email from our garden service in Pretoria telling us the electricity had tripped, which means the freezer is now off. Apparently Chris was aware that the outside socket could cause the freezer to trip but did not mention it. [I know, it's rare that Chris forgets to mention something to me!] He had also forgotten to give spare keys to the office so no one can get into the house to sort it out.
Well, we won't be skiing tomorrow..............
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