Many hails all,
Back from Val Thorens. Every muscle I have is aching at the moment and the old feet aint feeling to good either!

The trip down was like some sort of hell. The driver was a class-A idiot who did not seem to grasp the idea of smooth driving – plunging his foot on and off the accelerator to some strange beat in his head. After watching Pulp Fiction and some soul-destroying “comedy” from Eddy Izzard, the driver told us we should go to sleep. So we did, bending ourselves into contortions to fit the strange shape of the seats and the lack of leg-room. Neck and back pain ensued. To top it off, the air-con wasn’t working – causing us to sweat and smell profusly.

After we arrived we sat in the coach for what seemed like hours until we demanded to be let out due to the excessive heat! Ages later we hauled our bags into our room. I roomed with Chris, Stu and another Stuart who we didn’t know. He was pretty damn quiet, responding to most direct questions with “yeah” and occasionly saying “sorry” when he took fully 35mins to take a “quick” shower.

The snow was good overall, though it got a bit slushy towards the end. Loads of epic runs and squads of variety. The best days were when Chris and I joined a group of people led by a guy called “Swiss Tony” – many an epic run was had. Usually a squad of hardened skiiers and me after the other boarders had wussed out.

Halfway through the week I managed to land quite a few 180’s:-) Also went on a load of jumps in the snow-park – will post pictures when I get them developed.

On the last day it snowed buckets and before the cloud made vision impossible, Chris and I went up to the top of one of the peaks. A few inches of plush powder:-) Epic.

On the forth day, I had a massive collision with chris. Probably mostly my fault as I was behind him. He came out of it fine, but I went flying and landed on my butt – much pain on the old cocsix (base of spine).

Journey back was worse, but seemed shorter. Got about 5mins sleep this time (’bout 4hrs last time).

hail nostril,

How goeth it risking like and limb in this reclass mannar?????? geoff wants to do a bj so mahap u can tell him all about it.
What price this nasty big thing in asia??? we are thinking of braving it and heading on in, buying breathing apparatus on the way.I’m sure you can get worse diseases in india anyway!!!!!! we wil leave if we are serounded by coughing hacking natives though.

We are on the last days in india now, and have obviously been sofened by the fact that we are leaving. we were in the park in pc and saw askinny begger sitting on the grass. we had a watermelon with us, and not being able to finish it, we thought it would be a kindness to pit a bit his way. However, our kind offer was refused as he heaved the watermelon of the ground and flung it from him in geoff’s general direction. I mean to say, cor blimey!!!!

Will rinf m and d from madras
later, tanya

I think that deal only applies if you buy the gamecube at normal prices at a store. I’m allergic to games consols so I’ll put Liv on the case.

the deal at argos is 80 quid for a gamecube, a game and a memory card. can you get it with metroid prime please. you have to be quick the deal ends 1st of april. i’ll see you right! 😉

jolly good! i’ll look into the hanmer springs angle. if i stay in queenstown mayhaps i shall goith unto the fabeled gold fields of queenstown, were i’ve heard one can bairly take a step without tripping over a nugget the size of a football!

in a fit of maddnes i decided to go to milford sounds so i am leaving tomorrow at 7.00. ment to be very plesent though.

have you got my gamecube yet?

I’ve checked and it seems you are covered for most things. White water rafting “up to Grade 4”; and “accompanied” scuba diving “up to 30 metres”.

There are no dolphins anywhere near Queenstown!

A side trip to Hammer Springs (north of Christchurch) might be worth considering.

Mama says there’s an agreeable 12 mile walk in Queenstown, taking in local gold hot spots, with, she claims, an odds on chance of becoming a millionaire, should you wish to avail yourself of the opportunity to pluck raw nuggets from the ground where others have simply failed to notice them.