Tuesday, 10 December 2013

Bar 360.

This morning, since I was in agony from my damages, I didn’t go out on the slopes until 1pm. In that time, I woke at 11:30am, bathed and ate. Katie came back as she lost her ski pass. We were supposed to write down a certain number on it, if we did we could replace it for £10, however…. Yeah, you guessed it, Katie hasn’t written down the number so has to pay €35 every day to get a pass! We searched everywhere but still couldn’t find it, gave up, and ended up going out.

I quickly came back at 3:30pm to get alcohol with Ev, then swiftly went back up the slopes with Ellie to bar 360. It isn’t as nice of a place as Folie a duce as it’s not in the sun, and is far less classy, much more a student designed place that reminded me of a festival. It was still so much fun though obviously. Best apres-ski ever! The only thing that got to me that afternoon was that a pint was €5.50 but a pint of sprite was €7! Outrage! They must know students buy mixer for their vodka… Exactly what I was doing haha. We just all got really drunk, there were lots of Warwick people and it got even better when it was darker. The DJ wasn’t great, but when you’re drunk, who cares. Katie and Alex got up and went mental dancing on the tables.
It’s really weird how nobody cares how anyone looks, and it’s never about pulling other girls or guys, it’s just about sharing your love for skiing and partying. Everyone looks a mess in their ski jacket, sallopetes and boots that they have to awkwardly waddle in when they dance, but it’s still so much fun. We ended up leaving at 6pm and it was incredibly hard snowboarding back in pitch black especially when drunk and when snowmobiles come towards you blinding you. It felt oddly magical though, so picturesque and a great laugh.
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As soon as we got back met with others and went for dinner to a really expensive fondue restaurant. I didn’t get anything because I thought that I wouldn’t like it, but I tried some of the others food when it came and it  was so tasty that I seriously regretted it. On the plus side, I was €30 better off.
Back at the hotel, Matt cooked me another burger and the others pre-drank. For some reason, when I came back, my body was just a mess. My neck was in such agony, bruised hip, damaged calves, muscles in arm fucked. Matt had to lift my head onto my pillow because my neck hurt so much to move! I decided that was a definite sign that unfortunately I’d have to skip the evening out that night. I watched pre-drinks because I couldn’t sleep with all the noise, they managed to get Matthew completely wasted as they kept jointly picking on him, they didn’t leave till 1am, then Matt disturbed me at 2:30am getting back into bed. He was snoring ridiculously loudly the entire trip too, I kept hitting him in his sleep haha.
It was still a really good day though, it’s such a shame I couldn’t make it out.

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