Oh he also advised me that I had best don my snow boots as I wouldn't want to slip over in my brogues. Well they were stored in the coaches belly, I had no choice but to take tentative steps so I didn't do a face slam in the snow.
Safely retrieving my suitcase, I made my way into the hotel Alpenrose's foyer and proceeded to unpack the boots.
As I tried desperately to figure out the schematics of tying the bloody things I watched as all the other adventurers grabbed their own luggage (RUCKSACKS), oh did I mention I over packed?
They headed to the Ice-bar for a cold beer while I continued to get a masters degree in boot laces.
Finally, with boots on I drag my suitcase through a foot of snow and make to the bar only to find everyone now putting there snow clothes on. Off come the boots once again and I too dress to impress. One thermal top, one pair of long Johns, one fur lined hoody, one pair of jeans, one water proof golf trousers and a golf top and a beanie to boot. Talking of boots...... Half hour later I eventually grab a beer.
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