Loft life is fab. There is such a great crew of people and everyone is on top form when the drinks come out! The other night we had a 'Killer' pool tournament in which in instigator of the game conveniently won......but none of us were that bitter about it.....well.....maybe just me! Who needs a pub when you have such good drinking buddies in your own home! The next days riding proved to be another successful day and I was finally back on my snowboard after having it fixed. It's still not perfect but at least it means I can ride it again. It's so much more flexible than the one I borrowed which meant I had far more confidence in it and could play around a lot more. As usual, a day's riding turned into an evening of apres in the sunshine - this time at Bar King Mad at 1800. Very happy times. The funicular ride down delivered it's own amusements and then most people went out in Bourg afterwards. I on the other hand was knackered from the mountain so passed out instead. Must learn to man up from time to time and try and keep up with the boys......
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