Back from the dead.., or at least from the "Mountains of Slow".
A week ago I returned from 10 days of great snowboarding in Val Thorens. France really takes the cup when it comes to anti-service! I think I spent more time waiting on food and beers, than I did on actual snowboarding. Perhaps it's the thin mountain air, or maybe the majority of french newborns get dropped on their head after birth. In any case, I'm in shock. I even witnessed the local bartender at the sports bar, "rinse" our beer mugs under a cold running tap, and then fill them up for the next customer. He looked baffled when I asked him how they pronounced "soap" in french... Sitting at café Under Masken in the aftermath of way to much booze and snow, I am still trying to recover from the mononucleosis I picked up in France. I'm paying the final bills, sending those vital emails and I'm mentally preparing myself for the chinese perils awaiting.
But everything is fine : ) I'm leaving my apartment on saturday, and the visa just arrived by mail today. Everything is going smoothly.
I can't wait to get to a country that says it like it is (see picture :)
P.s. The french bartender at Under Masken in Århus is definitely not slow. Just for the record ;)
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