All entries for March 2005
March 29, 2005
March 28, 2005
In response to the MSN screen name "Back in London and in need of entertainment"
Terry: Blow something up
Me: Hmm tempting
Me: /Goes to make napalm
Terry: I'd suggest going to find a pub but there wont be one open
Me: Blow up a pub?
Me: Hmm but they're full of explosive stuff!
Me: I should log our conversations. So much intellectual content!
And so I did.
I'm back from the holiday, with an impressive lack of broken limbs, despite skiing Friday night in the dark. You'd think that "night skiing" would be accompanied by some flood-lighting, but obviously not.
Anyway, just here to share something that has been bugging me – shops in airports. Many of them I can understand, but surely trying to sell people suitcases in an airport is rather pointless? If I'm at an airport, chances are I'm either
- Travelling with luggage (in which case I have a suitcase already)
- Travelling without luggage (in which case I don't need one and buying one would be a pointless waste of money, not to mention the fact that I would now have an empty suitcase to check in), or
- Meeting/saying goodbye to someone (in which case I wouldn't be venturing into the airport far enough to find the shop).
Who's with me on this?
March 25, 2005
Going to be staying in a chalet in La Clusaz – a resort about 40 minutes drive from Annecy – the one we went to on Tuesday. It seems highly unlikely I will have access to the internet during this time (/tries to control slight twitch) but I will have access to skis, snow and mountains, so I'm sure I will survive.
Night skiing tonight :-D
The mind is a wonderful thing. I somehow managed to navigate my way around a town I'd walked through only twice before (and wasn't really paying attention to the route then) by myself without getting lost once. Even when I took a 30 minute detour in completely the opposite direction to the flat, I still had a map in my head telling me its general direction.
I am probably a bit too impressed with myself by this accomplishment.
I was doing this because Rob was working today (or so he claimed), I'd done all the washing up, and revision was staring me in the face.
Now we need the rain to stop so we can do some more skiing. >.<
March 24, 2005
- What the hell is a spork?
- Erm…double cream :-P
- Iced tea. Liptons. No I don't like biege, or mullets.
- They're both nasty
- Depends what time of day it is
- Snails. They make a nice crunchy noise.
- Dogs are evil.
- Phillip Pullman for being deeper than JK Rowling, if not actually as hard to put down. I still don't get the elephants-on-wheels business. Although Terry Pratchett > all.
- Harry, blatantly.
- Would be interesting, no doubt.
- As a Baldur's Gate 2 devotee, I can tell you that they are floating orbs with a central eye and a load of others on stalks. I can also tell you that if you have a Cloak of Reflection, they tend to kill themselves :-D
- They shouldn't be allowed to.
- Chocolate coated bananas. Melt the chocolate, stick the banana in, then bung it in the freezer for a few minutes. Mmmmm
- Long enough to do its job
- I don't go in for that sort of thing :-P
- None. It's nasty
- Burning flesh
- Annecy town centre, France.
What? Did you think I would actually take them all seriously? :-P
March 23, 2005
No skiing today due to a combination of rain below 2500m and nearly breaking my pelvis during comedy fall number 2 yesterday. Went for a walk around Annecy instead.
I also discovered that I can be quite good at bowling if I ever had any consistency. 5 strikes, a few spares and a lot of 8s and 9s, mixed in with too many total misses. :-(
There's a vague plan to do some revision tomorrow. Maybe.
March 22, 2005
Hours of sleep: 2
Hours of skiing: 3.5
Jumps landed: All but one
Comedy falls: 2
Times beaten by a lift: 2
Body-parts currently in pain: Feet, thighs, right arm (wtf?)
It's been a fairly good start – the weather isn't great and as a result the lower pistes were rather slushy (hence the burning pain in my legs – control (what control?) comes at a price).
Managed to ski over the edge of a drop that was much larger than expected (hence comedy fall number 2) and stack it on a bit of off-piste that was deceptively deep (number 1).
The boots seem to be working out though – £200 well spent, or so it seems at the moment
March 20, 2005
Pulled into Euston station with Pachabel's Canon pouring into my ears like molton gold, lifting me up to soar effortlessly over the world, then solidifiying, exploding through the mind, overriding the senses. Words are inaquedate to describe the beauty of music.
I cannot think of a better way to end a journey.
Now to completely change the tone, tilting trains are incredibly wierd – looking out the window gives me the unnerving feeling that I am actually on a rollercoaster, and made me feel a little motion sick – something that only coaches (and for some perculiar reason, first person shooter computer games) have managed to achieve in the last 8 or so years.
March 19, 2005
Well I'm homeward bound later erm…today, and then on to France on Monday for a week. Doubt I'll have the time and energy to blog until I get back.
Regardless, as this will be my first holiday with my digital camera, there will be lots of photographic evidence of my trip, in an attempt to challenge the other Simon for the honours of the coveted Where's David? WBPhotoWhore award. No doubt I will fail dismally…