Ice, Nails and Projectile Vomiting..

What every holiday should include!!..

On thursday, a posse of intrepid skiiers and snowboarders (there were 11 of us) headed off to Turin to get in a quicky ski/snowboarding holiday in the resort of Sauze d'Oulx in the Italian Alps.. what an epic adventure!..

The first day and a half we got our gear and headed up the mountain to find not much snow, but enough to have a good time and remember how fun it is to hurtle down a mountain on a piece of laminate!..

Friday night we were all keen for an outing, and on the recommendation of Sam, we headed to a bar which had a novel way to make people keep buying drinks...
a) place a sawn off tree branch on it's end,
b) give the group of not-quite-sober players a hammer and a nail,
c) watch and laugh as the players take it in turn to try to hit the nail into the wood using the narrow end of the hammer,
d) get a free drink when the last person to hit their nail all the way in has to buy a round!...
Good fun game (especially if you're not losing) except when someone gets a little over excited and swings the hammer around wildly when taking their shot.. (not naming names)

Saturday was when the real fun began!.. all of us woke up with sore heads for some reason (maybe we'd been hit on the head with the hammer the previous night?).. but we stuck to what we'd planned and took a taxi into the nearby French resort of Montgenevre.. (you can usually ski all the way there - but because of the lack of snow the connecting lifts weren't open)..

We did a few runs, but conditions weren't as good as back in italy, and Blake had a bit of a stack (nothing broken - just some bruises).. so we stopped for lunch, then headed back to Italy to watch the rugby..

Well, the others did.. I was feeling a little ill, so went for a nap.. which turned into sitting on and crouching in front of the toilet for a few hours.. at first i though it was the almost raw steak i ate in france.. but then Nick got sick, then Sam, then Tony, then Blake, then Lisa, then Damien, and then Linda.. the tranquil sounds of vomiting and flushing toilets echoed down the halls of our small hotel!!..

Needless to say, none of us did anything on the Sunday...

Monday came and just as we were feeling better, Dave and Sarah got sick.. just in time for us to have to pack our stuff and head to Turin for our flight...

So the holiday wasn't exactly the best.. but it was definately memorable!!..

Word has it that the last healthy person from the trip is sitting at her desk is feeling nauseus.... ha ha ha..