BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!!
Already I can feel the free and easy sensation that one can only achieve by climbing to high altitudes and freezing, sub-zero temperatures, awaiting the condensation and precipitation of a googooplex of microscopic ice crystals, then taking two long, straight, specially cut pieces of wood and carbon fibre, strapping them to your feet and pointing yourself straight downhill.
In short: Skiing.
It's on. From this Thursday, it's ON!!! YYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Mmmm mmm mmmmmm.... There are some reports that it may snow, but it has before, and it's never been too bad. Overall, I think we may be up for some good skiing! YAY! PUMPED!!!
And as if that wasn't enough, I will now be invincible. Why you ask?
Because of my NEW PANTS!!!
Yeah, these are some good skiing pants right here. Nice n' comfy.
But, on a sad note, we've lost one of our fold due to illness before we even got there. This was supposed to be Justine's 18th birthday present from Azza, and wouldn't you know it - she's wound up with Glandular Fever. Now that's a right royal buggering and no mistake. Sorry Justine.
But still...
SKIING!
WWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!