Isn't he an angel???? Look he has his very own halo....see I told you!!

So when I had finally emerged out of my 2nd stage of sleeping I felt pretty good, I mean not brilliant but definitely better.

Our afternoon skiing was, I think better than yesterday's, mainly because the weren't as busy and we were really enjoying ourselves.

Around 3 I got hungry so we skied down to Max's Restaurant which is signposted along the trails at the top, by the time we had got down and checked our map we realised that this bloody resturant was right at the bottom of the mountain and that we would have to ski a hell of a long route to get back to our resort. Oh well a bit of a challenge never hurt anyone.

So this restuarant wasn't like your usual ski restaurant, mainly because you had to wait to be seated, which is unheard of on the slopes. The good thing about this place is that it wasn't busy and you got a table all by yourself, instead of sharing one with nosiy kids or egotistical men and their Double Diamond stories...yawn!! So after a couple of minutes I asked a passing waiter if we could please be shown a table as the sign had asked us to wait, he looked towards an empty table, so I thought good, he'll just tell us to sit over there, but oh no, he looks at me in a quisitive sort of way and says "your hostess will be right with you". Yeah well I know that and she ain't and I would really like to take the weight of these huge ski boots of mine if that's alright, ya idiot. Anyway she finally showed and sat us.

So there we were all happy, the dozy waiter guy comes back over and asks if we want menus, yeah sure, so he brings them and within minutes we know what we're having. I'm having caesar salad and then spag bol (spaghetti bolognese if your posh). So we're waiting for like 12 minutes for him to come back over and take our order, what was really annoying is that his head never looked up, I mean if your working in a restaurant your always looking up and around to see if anyone wants anything, not this guy, dozy bastard kept staring at the ground and bumping into tables. So he eventually comes over and I place my order or spag bol for main and casear salad to star. He then asks me whether I want fish or chicken with my caesar salad, so I know now that he hasn't heard my entree order. Jesus this guy was a piece of work, I mentioned the spag bolognese, he looks at me with a big bloody question mark over his head, so I repeat, so then he goes "ooohhh spaghettie bollog nes, seriously, just like that, no bolonese, like we all say it, oh no, he pronounced the G, in fact he spat the G out. Ok so Morpheus had lost it by now and was laughing his head off, I just sat they're pretty stunned really as clearly this was the most stupid guy in the whole world...aaahh it's a shame, poor love.

So we scoffed our food down and then shifted our arses because the ski lifts close at 4 and it was like 3:20 and we had some major skiing to do to get back up, across and down to our resort.

As it was Morpheus figured out that we only had to take one ski lift back up and then it was plain sailing, such a smart boy. It's my favorite time to ski in the late afternoon, most of the kids have gone, ok there's still lots of boarders but not as many so you get many areas that are empty of other people and that's when it's just great, you feel so free and peaceful, I love it.

By the time we got back the heated pool outside was packed so I decided against a dip, which I really wanted but wasn't in the mood to dodge 20 kids.

So I'm afraid to say that yet again this evening we crashed out in our pad, listen this whole skiing thing is exhausting and to be honest there's not much else to do.

So we watched more movies and ordered some pizza which was crap but never mind, I wasn't really that hungry anyway, just eating for the sake of it.

Oh god I also filled out the room form, you know the ones that they leave for you to write in your comments about the service, cleanliness etc, so of course I was restless so I filled it in. There was a question of how they could improve the rooms, what they should add, so I wrote, a table and chairs would be nice, condoms, fridge, and what else was there, something obnoxious but I was bored. . Hey it's a laugh, I love winding these hotel people up. I was also very honest and left my name and address with them so that's probably put the kybosh on me for future stays....ah screw them if they can't take honesty, that's what it's all about innit???

Oh yeah we watched "Heist"...crappola, bollocks, stupid, wank and "A.I." which is tortue and very painful. Ok the first half of it is pretty good and very Kubrick but then that wanker Spielberg has gone and given it a nice, sloppy ending, which is toss and way too long. Listen we were both lying on our bed and we were fidgeting like ants, can you imagine what it would be like at the cinema???? I DON'T THINK SO....

Oh yeah and also the bitch from the front desk won't let us have a late check-out, she said that we have to be out by 11 which has completely screwed up our day tomorrow because our train doesn't leave until 5pm and we would of liked another mornings skiing but then it's the hassle of changing when we don't have our room etc etc. See what I mean? These people piss me off, jesus in the Ritz in San Francisco we got a late check out, even St Martin (Schraeger Hotel) gave us a late check-out but oh no some poxy friggin Vermont hotel wants us out by 11 or they will charge us an extra $100 for every hour that we're still they're...wankers.

So safe to say Morpheus is a bit pissed off about the mess up but I think he will be pleased with the snowmobiling tour that I've arranged instead for tomorrow.