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| Jeremy, first afternoon out! |
After having a few hours for skiing yesterday afternoon, we got up
early this morning to get to a 9 a.m. lesson. I think for the first time ever with this many kids, we were not only on time, but we were there so prematurely that the lift ticket office hadn't even opened!
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| Eleanor, the consummate snow bunny! |
We had a gorgeous rainbow (
not a good sign, since it augurs rain, not snow...ever heard of a snowbow?), and after waiting around at the bottom for a while, we got our tix and went up. By the way, they have some nifty electronic cards now that can be IN your suit and can be read by the lift gates. No need for flapping paper tickets here!
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| Ashley, Florence, and Jeremy |
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| Do you see how crowded the lifts & slopes are? |
Alain and Ben were adorable, and we ended up separating after a little while. Eleanor, Florence, and I went with Alain, and Ben drew the short straw. Lest you think I'm being unkind, during the course of
our lesson, there was one simple fall (one ski came off, but it was easily replaced by the fallen comrade). During the other lesson? Well, one kid went 15 feet off a cliff and landed in a protective net, fell off the button lift (surface lift) because *ahem* he was jumping up and down on it, and then another child fell off a surface lift...twice in the same ride. It's a good thing that Ben was made of stern stuff, or he would have walked off crying after only an hour, according to Michael.
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| The rainbow over the village this morning |
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| The light today was extraordinary |
After a tasty lunch, the intrepids went back for more. Eleanor, Florence, and I had had enough (with enough knee, ankle, and fatigue complaints to outfit a retirement home), so we did the grocery shopping and walked home, and made sure that the kettle still works.
By the way, the last time I had stayed in Erik & Ada's house here in Morgins, I was 15. I remember only bits and pieces of it, but I can definitely tell you that
that particular New Year's Eve was one of the two times in my life I've been...um...overserved. For some reason, I actually have a rather vivid memory of walking back to the chalet after the party singing Afrikaaner songs (? Maybe some Zulu songs too?) at the top of my lungs with David Korodetz, a family friend I hadn't previously met. Good times.
Love,
Alexandra
I continuously have the problem of being "over served" it sometimes happens when I'm alone!! ;-)
ReplyDeleteYes, I have witnessed that at one time or another... :)
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