Skiing in the Drive Way Day

Sunday 13 January 2019 

Each morning of our hobbit house adventure, Sue, as head chef, led the charge on the Villa Vals breakfast. Poached eggs, speck (special Swiss smoked bacon), rösti, fried tomatoes and awesome traditional Swiss bread with lashings of butter – oh yeah! We would need this energy for the day’s skiing – at least that’s what we told ourselves. 

Our first morning in Vals, we celebrated by having breakfast with a little sparkling wine -
except Keedah who preferred chocolate milk.  




  
Breakfast of Champions every morning at Villa Vals

As advised by the ski shop the day before, we woke up our first day in Vals to a full-on blizzard. No lifts would be running today. That was ok though because it gave us an opportunity for some ski lessons – on the driveway!



Some basic instructions on the three most important things a newby can learn a) how to get your skis on and off b) how to get up when you’ve fallen down and c) how to snow-plough. 

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As part of the Swiss holiday planning, we had booked every opportunity to go to the thermal baths. This was our second evening enjoying the baths, which included the outside pool. You start inside, swim through some flaps and outside into the elements. This night, the blizzard was still raging, so while we felt nice and warm under the water, we had snow falling on our heads. When you look straight up into the sky, you could imagine you were on a Star Trek ship going at warp speed into the cosmos. 

It was this night that Shaun and Keedah, egged on by Trevor, decided that getting out of the nice, warm pool to expose their swim-suited, near-naked bodies to minus 10 degrees was a good idea, after all rolling around in the snow might be fun.  Although it does sound like a bad idea, in truth the physical sensation of going from warm to f**ing freezing to warm again gives you a sense of exhilaration. Of course, Trevor quickly followed, as did Magenta and Sue. 

During breakfast on our first morning in the hobbit house, Michelle said to the Murrells “once you’re over the cheese over-load (from cheese day when we had raclette for lunch and cheese fondue for dinner)...”we can have cheese fondue in our apartment”. Immediately - and I mean within a micro-second - Magenta says “we’re over it. Let’s have fondue!” Alrighty then, fondue it is.

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