1. I'm the painter of the pair and have spent 5 days painting pretty much non stop, Alex did three walls in Georgie's room red but the paint was so shit we had to go over it 3 times. My arms seriously dead, plus my legs from squatting and going up on my toes all the time. Good exercise :) oh and I'm an ambidextrous painter... Yeah I know, I'm impressed too!
2. Alex is very handy, Georgie has been very impressed. She keeps telling me that I have to be careful, as their old handy man has shacked up with a married women, she's known to the skiing community as well. She also called him handsome...
3. France doesn't have pumpkin or sweet potato. I'm shattered!
4. Restuarants are seriously expensive in La Paz
5. I can successfully make zucchini slice and banana bread without measuring cups. Georgie appreciated both :)
Georgie has been awesome, we've enjoyed working in her amazing house. Next week we'll be doing our own thing in the chalets, especially the one were currently staying in. There is a lot to get done, so we might come back once mum and dad stay. They are coming over around 19th September, spending a week with us in Courchevel and then we'll drive through France up to Paris (yesssssssss) then over to Scotland to see my god mother. Can't wait to see them and travel with them! We're hoping we can come back after and work till the winter, otherwise we might chill or travel for 6 weeks!
It's so amazing here, we love the colder weather and the screnery, seeinf the mountains never gets old. Some of them still have snow on top. I bought a snow jacket yesterday, an awesome Roxy one for €118 down from €250, Alex got some really cool khaki North Face snow pants for €130. We can leave our warm stuff here, so instead of lugging it around with us, we want to try and get a few things on sale here.
The rest of week was much of the same, worked our arse off all day and then died at night time. On Saturday, our 7th day in a row, we got an early mark and finished at 2:30pm. I had a snooze and then we went to the Drop Inn, the local english pub. It was dead because there was a festival up at 1650. Whilst talking to the bartender, Jimbo, he enlightened us about snowboarding on a glacier near by, making friends with a guy that has a boat and other awesome information about Courchevel. He introduced us to another Englishman called Farmer John, we actually met him earlier that week as he's working next to one of the storage units and needed to look inside the unit to make sure they hadn't broken the wall. Now that guy can tell a story, he was so hilarious he had us in stitches. He offered to drive us up to 1650 as well, he even took us home first so we could put on warmer clothes. Such a legend! He parked up at his friends Gavin, and we walked up to 1650. It was a pretty hilarious festival, there was line dancing and people in cowboy hats everywhere. Our rounds were 3 beers and 1 wine which was only €8 which is pretty incredible. We hadn't had dinner and I was 3 pints of cider deep so I was in a pretty good mood, until I decided that a sausage and chips was a good dinner, finished off by jumping up and down on some ski grates. I laughed so hard, I got the hiccups and it wasn't long until the sausage and chips left my digestion system and was introduced to a toilet. We were pretty shattered from such a massive week, so Farmer John dropped us home. Honestly, we meet the most amazing and generous people, we are so lucky. I'm pretty sure I said I would see him on Wednesday and would bring him a cake. Oh and the guy with the boat works with Farmer John, so a cake is a good investment :)
My hangover was category 5 the next day, I slept till 12pm and Georgie came around and witnessed me in my fragile state. I made some hamburgers for lunch and then went back to sleep for 2 hours... We had scrambled eggs for dinner, watched Back to the Future and went back to bed... After 3 months of travelling and then a 7 days straight of hard work, I think I needed the sleep, the hangover didn't help either.
We got up, had a chat with mum and headed off to Lake Annecy. It's about an hour and a half away and is breath taking. Surrounded by mountains, it's bright blue and stunning, we drove around the outside, seeing all the beautiful lake homes and amazing boats. We did a few laps of the city centre but it was really hard to find a park for the van. We headed back to Albertville to see a few ski shops we'd heard about. I got an awesome ski jacket that looks like a flannie, giving sweet slope cred... Haha jokes I just look like a chubby country farmer. Alex got a really cool jacket as well, so now he's set if we go to this glacier. Jimbo said he could borrow his snowboard which is so generous!
After a full on experience at the shopping centre (French people are mental! One lady barged me out of the way to get baking powder), we are now cuddled up on the couch after a yummy dinner of chicken wings, coleslaw and potato salad.
Good night people!
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