Poster: A snowHead
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For me its sinking into a hot bath with a large glass of Vin chaud, then supper either down town, or eat in chalet then if we have any energy left , we go down town for a drink. Or, its back to chalet, change into jeans, winter boots and down town for an early evening shop.
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Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
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Drinking heroically and smoking fags and staring blankly at the piste map trying to work out where I've been.
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Well, the person's real but it's just a made up name, see?
Well, the person's real but it's just a made up name, see?
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I can never remember but people tell me I have a great time.
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Start drinking after the last run (not necessarily coincidental with the last lift), sauna, pre dinner drinks, dinner, nightcap, then bed.
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Anyway, snowHeads is much more fun if you do.
Anyway, snowHeads is much more fun if you do.
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Eat as many ibuprofen and paracetamol as I can, groan, whimper and collapse until the pain begins to numb then it's time for a hot shower and food.
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Ideally stop of somewhere on the way down for 'just one or two beers' with some live band/dj fun, ski back with perfect and precise technique (thinking, bumps are so much easier when....), then dinner at the chalet, then jager, tequila, gentleman's drinking rules, straight arm drinking etc, then whatever happens next
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Maybe grab a beer or two on the way back to the digs. Wash, $hit & shave, clean duds, and out maybe eightish, a bite to eat and a few more beers. Normally back by the witching hour, but occasionally later, though not so much these days.
Not really one for sitting around stinking in the stuff I've been wearing all day.
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Hit the bar as the lifts close. Back to chalet/hotel just in time to get out of ski gear and have a quick shower before dinner. After dinner there will be some discussion about going out again, but usually we end up sitting around chatting in the chalet or hotel bar for a couple of hours, then bed.
Beer tastes better when you've still got your ski boots on.
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drive home
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Spud9, +1
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snowHeads are a friendly bunch.
snowHeads are a friendly bunch.
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If you can remember, you're not really Apres-ing....
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And love to help out and answer questions and of course, read each other's snow reports.
And love to help out and answer questions and of course, read each other's snow reports.
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All of the above.
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We love to stop for a beer or two on the way back to the chalet - makes the walk in ski boots a bit easier. We always talk about going out for a few but the time everyone has got showered, nailed a couple of stiff G&T's and had dinner no one can be bothered so we usually end up sat round the table pretending to take it easy
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You know it makes sense.
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Go home, feed cats, eat, write, sleep. It's all glamour living here, you know.
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Otherwise you'll just go on seeing the one name:
Otherwise you'll just go on seeing the one name:
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Go back to base, shower, eat, then either TV/DVD for the evening, or swim if we have access to a pool, or maybe go window shopping if we are close to shops - possible stop into bar for a quick drink if we out evenings, then home and sleep. Apres ski has to be conducive to having kids with us.
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Poster: A snowHead
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I agree with Spud9, Apres HAS to be done with ski boots on....is makes dancing on the bar a little tricky after the 6th or 7th beer but that´s something that you can perfect after years of training. There is of course Apres Apres, which is taken after Apres and dinner and usually renders you incapable of skiing in any kind of style the next day, and that usually stops as the first lifts are opening.
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Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
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kooky, I didn't realise one could actually drink that much lemonade with one's beer......
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Well, the person's real but it's just a made up name, see?
Well, the person's real but it's just a made up name, see?
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Chasseur, well...obviously if one has as large a colostomy bag as you have.....any amount of liquid is possible
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Anyway, snowHeads is much more fun if you do.
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Chasseur, are you telling me you are a pro?? I never doubted it for a sec
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sup some beer, then arrive back late for dinner, criticise the hosts, moan about the food, nick all the wine, and bore the other guests into bed.
It's like posting on here, but with a little more personal interaction.
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We normally stop off at a bar or two on the way back to the hotel from the slopes. After that it's dinner and wine in the hotel, then maybe out again afterwards but not every night, we're getting on a bit after all.
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Guvnor, made me laugh
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TARTIFLETTE !
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Usually peel off the sweaty layers and freshen up, then eat and drink until flat on my back looking like I'm smuggling a space-hopper under my shirt.
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snowHeads are a friendly bunch.
snowHeads are a friendly bunch.
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Once I've done all of the above, I move threads specifically about 'Apres Ski' away from the 'Apres' area of the forum, and put them in the arrea called 'The Piste'.
I don't know why, just for giggles, I guess.
Obviously, I only do this whilst naked, if I am clothed, I am not drunk enough to consider such reckless actions
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And love to help out and answer questions and of course, read each other's snow reports.
And love to help out and answer questions and of course, read each other's snow reports.
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You know it makes sense.
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Ideally, Kaiserschmarren (that strange pancake/omelette thing, covered in icing sugar), Europop or oompah/yodel and Weissbier followed by red wine spritzers and maybe a schnapps then home via a Pizzeria or Stube and in bed by 10 if things haven't gone 'wrong'. My favourite three places to do this are in this post http://morethanskiing.wordpress.com/2011/08/24/24811-a-night-out-in-the-afternoon/ but I'd love to know of lower-key but still lively, less known alternatives. Any suggestions?
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Otherwise you'll just go on seeing the one name:
Otherwise you'll just go on seeing the one name:
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Numerous large beers outside a suitable hut on the way down to the village listening to DJ Otzi or similar. Ski down after darkness falls aiming for the twinkly lights, and drop in somewhere for an emergency libation to assist in finding hotel. Sauna, swim, dinner and then out. A switch of drinks maybe, Flügels intersperced with small beers ad infinitum until "kebab hour" - this is somewhere around 2am and there will be a kebab van somewhere run by a Turkish bloke. Go home via the wrong hotel. A single nightcap (another switch of drink, this time to some liquer you never ever touch at home) in the bar followed by another dozen nightcaps while your best mate tells you he loves you and you cure third world hunger. Go to bed and lie there perfectly drunk but also perfectly awake thanks to the gallon of Red Bull inside you from all those Flügels. Decide to call wife back home, who shouts at you for waking her up. You can't win with some people.
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Poster: A snowHead
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Guvnor wrote: |
sup some beer, then arrive back late for dinner, criticise the hosts, moan about the food, nick all the wine, and bore the other guests into bed.
It's like posting on here, but with a little more personal interaction. |
Haha, I think we would get on quite well.
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Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
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Bode Swiller wrote: |
Numerous large beers outside a suitable hut on the way down to the village listening to DJ Otzi or similar. Ski down after darkness falls aiming for the twinkly lights, and drop in somewhere for an emergency libation to assist in finding hotel. Sauna, swim, dinner and then out. A switch of drinks maybe, Flügels intersperced with small beers ad infinitum until "kebab hour" - this is somewhere around 2am and there will be a kebab van somewhere run by a Turkish bloke. Go home via the wrong hotel. A single nightcap (another switch of drink, this time to some liquer you never ever touch at home) in the bar followed by another dozen nightcaps while your best mate tells you he loves you and you cure third world hunger. Go to bed and lie there perfectly drunk but also perfectly awake thanks to the gallon of Red Bull inside you from all those Flügels. Decide to call wife back home, who shouts at you for waking her up. You can't win with some people. |
You should try sending her back home.....shouting doesn't come close
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Well, the person's real but it's just a made up name, see?
Well, the person's real but it's just a made up name, see?
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Beer, Food, Wine, more Beer, Shag, Sleep.
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Spyderman wrote: |
Beer, Food, Wine, more Beer, Shag Sheep. |
corrected that for ya.
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Anyway, snowHeads is much more fun if you do.
Anyway, snowHeads is much more fun if you do.
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calories and alcohol and a hint of deep heat
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Drink, shower, EAT, shop, sleep. (though the "shopping" bits often got short changed if I'm tired or the shopping options are poor)
Conversation is not part of it. I may talk, but it's mostly nonesense. I may listen but never remember any. Poor other snowheads at bashes trying to continue "conversation" they had with me from previous day's dinner found that out the hard way. It was a different abc sitting at the table.
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End up in bar you've never seen before in different valley. . . drink beer expressing thought that we need to find bus/taxi/map home . . . get involved in 'shots' games (and lose) . . . break three ribs on the way down from a barstool that you still can't remember why you were attempting to stand on in ski boots . . . spend next day in bed trying to breath through yer back bottom rather than lungs . . . acquire pharma grade pain killers and disgust x'gf by getting her to feel the broken ends grate against each other when breathing . . . come home with an infection that needs industrial grade antibiotics to kill and more pain killers to compensate for the coughing fits . . .
. . . best holiday ever
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Lizzard + 1
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