What a couple of weeks eh? Going out the night before changeover, no sleep on Sunday night, partying till the morning light, meeting people, saying hello and goodbye and then hello again. A whirlwind is probably an accurate description of the last couple of weeks. Long may it continue in this vein. Though a little break would be good to recoup some energy and health.
I seem to have found some sort of form, to make the last few weeks in resort a little more exciting. I guess it helps that I am a fully paid up member of the ELC - the easily led club. If it seems like it will be fun then why not do it. Maybe this has something to do with me watching Yes Man a few weeks ago,or maybe it's just that I finally decided to get with the programme and get on with all aspects of my season, not just working hard to be an excellent chalet host. Whatever the reason, I've had the best time over the last few weeks, starting with the Little Idiot, much more mountain time, Ginger Bear, Tremplin, Cafe Chaud, and then friends coming to visit, friends of friends and The Only Way is Essex of course, particularly the part with the "spare room" (no, it has nothing to do with that TV programme, it's a private joke, but if you ask me about it, I might well tell you one day over a beer or two).
We have an end date and it's just over 3 weeks from now. I can't quite believe just how insanely quickly this season has gone. I can believe how people get caught up in season life, it's just not quite enough to do just one, it really isn't.
I'm feeling a bit mixed about going back to the UK. There's so many people I'm desperate to see, really, really excited to catch up with friends, it's just the job situation, the moving, the tedious life stuff that gets in the way of the fun stuff. To do the fun stuff one needs money and time, one of those I have in abundance and am willing to share with all and sundry, the other .... well, let's not worry about it now. The last thing I want to do is have a cloud hanging over me for the last few weeks here, so I'm going to put stuff like that to the back of my mind and hope that all will come good in the end. For now I have only one thing to do, squeeze every last bit of fun out of this situation, this place, these people, this configuration that will never be again and for that reason must be treasured.
Thursday 29 March 2012
Friday 16 March 2012
Spider webs, bees and post-fun blues
Earlier today: It's almost 3pm and I've not left the chalet yet, other than to go do the weekly shop. Waiting for a cake to finish baking. This sucks. This week is a bit peculiar with new guests arriving virtually every day and staying for different durations. Bit confuzzling and means extra work. I'm sat in the kitchen looking out the window and I can see grass, bees, crocuses and thin spider webs glinting in the hot sunshine. Spring is definitely here!
Later today: I'm feeling a bit pensive. Been thinking about things. That's never a good start is it? I had a super fun week last week (bar a few minor glitches) and this week has been pretty great too. Tuesday riding was superb, with the girls on Mont Chery followed by a fun night in Cavern celebrating a bday. Then day off was even better. Riding with ten friends on a bit of a mission over to Chatel. Super sunny and warm, great spring slush, great riding, followed by a BBQ at Basra with even more friends. Now, here's the thing, on day off I thought, on a couple of occasions, how good it would be if the little idiot was there too. Funny how you can meet someone and one short week later they're gone, but that after only that one short week you can miss them, in a way, even though you didn't really get to spend that much time together in the first place. I guess it's the feeling that, your meeting, however brief wasn't maximised, like you didn't get the most out of it and there could've been more, much more to it. Then the next thought is will you ever? My roomie thinks no, that it's one of those things that's only ever going to happen once, the right time and place etc. and that one should be content with what one got. I don't know what I think. I guess that's why I'm pensive.
Much later today: I feel like I'm having post-fun blues. I feel like it's in the air though. People are talking about what's next, end of season parties, summer jobs, career jobs, moving, packing, leaving ... I know this goes hand in hand with seasonaire life but it's bumming me out at the moment.
Now: But enough of that, I'm still here, there's still 6 weeks to go, it's St. Patrick's day tomorrow and there's always the memories. So even if we never meet again, lots of fun was had and that's happiness right there! xx
Later today: I'm feeling a bit pensive. Been thinking about things. That's never a good start is it? I had a super fun week last week (bar a few minor glitches) and this week has been pretty great too. Tuesday riding was superb, with the girls on Mont Chery followed by a fun night in Cavern celebrating a bday. Then day off was even better. Riding with ten friends on a bit of a mission over to Chatel. Super sunny and warm, great spring slush, great riding, followed by a BBQ at Basra with even more friends. Now, here's the thing, on day off I thought, on a couple of occasions, how good it would be if the little idiot was there too. Funny how you can meet someone and one short week later they're gone, but that after only that one short week you can miss them, in a way, even though you didn't really get to spend that much time together in the first place. I guess it's the feeling that, your meeting, however brief wasn't maximised, like you didn't get the most out of it and there could've been more, much more to it. Then the next thought is will you ever? My roomie thinks no, that it's one of those things that's only ever going to happen once, the right time and place etc. and that one should be content with what one got. I don't know what I think. I guess that's why I'm pensive.
Much later today: I feel like I'm having post-fun blues. I feel like it's in the air though. People are talking about what's next, end of season parties, summer jobs, career jobs, moving, packing, leaving ... I know this goes hand in hand with seasonaire life but it's bumming me out at the moment.
Now: But enough of that, I'm still here, there's still 6 weeks to go, it's St. Patrick's day tomorrow and there's always the memories. So even if we never meet again, lots of fun was had and that's happiness right there! xx
Tuesday 13 March 2012
Cougars are in fact a native species of the Alps
There's only a few weeks left of the season but I'm not worried. I'm not worried because I know I'll be back here next winter. A few months after I finish my summer season in Mallorca. Yes, that's right, I'm off to Mallorca for the summer and I'm totally stoked. Winter in the Alps and summer in the Ballearics. The summer after that though, will be spent in the Alps.
I had a flux of old and new this week just gone. Met someone new on Sunday and had an old friend visit on Wed/Thur. Great, as usual, to see a friendly face. Someone you know well and who's company is very welcomed indeed. Also great to meet someone new, fun and exciting. Shame a week goes by so quickly though!
Onesie Wednesday happened at long last. We rocked it in retro onesies for the day. I think it's fair to say we looked awesome. Well, if you like the 80s then we looked awesome, otherwise we probably just looked like a bunch of idiots!
Day off tomorrow. How quick it comes round. Riding my new and improved set up tomorrow morning then some drinking at Inferno over in Nyon followed by Tremplin. Ah day off, how I love you! Would be nice if the little idiot was here to share it with....
I had a flux of old and new this week just gone. Met someone new on Sunday and had an old friend visit on Wed/Thur. Great, as usual, to see a friendly face. Someone you know well and who's company is very welcomed indeed. Also great to meet someone new, fun and exciting. Shame a week goes by so quickly though!
Onesie Wednesday happened at long last. We rocked it in retro onesies for the day. I think it's fair to say we looked awesome. Well, if you like the 80s then we looked awesome, otherwise we probably just looked like a bunch of idiots!
Day off tomorrow. How quick it comes round. Riding my new and improved set up tomorrow morning then some drinking at Inferno over in Nyon followed by Tremplin. Ah day off, how I love you! Would be nice if the little idiot was here to share it with....
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