L takes the dogs for their walk as usual in an attempt to make
it seems like a normal day. Although they may have smelt a rat as they get a
longer walk than what they are accustomed to. I load the car up whilst they’re
gone.
We all hop in and then a few miles down the road the dogs
are dispatched to kennels, where we have to queue (at a safe distance) as lots
of dogs seem to be being dumped today. They go like lambs, sort of. MD does ‘quiver’
a bit, whether this is terror or excitement I’m not sure.
We drive down to Luton
Airport, which is a surprisingly
traffic free journey. We park in the on-site car park, which has again turned
out to be cheaper with a last minute booking than the supposedly cheaper off-site
parking.
We are on an Easyjet flight for the first time in a long
long time. Last time we queued forever and getting on board was a real free for
all. Now they seem to have the best seat booking system of the lot and you
check in when you book, not the day before you fly. Still don’t understand why
it costs a fiver thought.
In fact there’s nothing cheap about the overall price. It would have
been cheaper to fly Swissair from Heathrow but Luton is
in theory easier. We’re had to pay £30 to put a bag in the hold and £60 to take
our skis. The first bit really grates when everyone else takes a suitcase on
board for free. Meaning if you did want to put your coat in the locker above
your seat you’d be out of luck because they’d be a couple of Samsonites in
there already.
You don’t get any snacks on board of course, not that
they’re necessary but it doesn’t seem to make the flight any cheaper.
Once in Geneva
we head to the car hire desk at Budget. I groan when they offer me a free
upgrade. I resist the urge to tell them they mean a downgrade. My requested
Astra/Golf size vehicle has morphed into an Opel Mokka. This turns out to be a
people carrier thing that has space for a five a side team but only if they bring one bag between them. As well as the really tiny boot, it handles like a brick with a wheel at each corner on the mountain roads.
After negotiating Geneva
rush hour, the Swiss-French border (such a thing still exists) and a contra
flow (they exist aboard too) we arrive in the village
of Les Carroz. The hotel Les
Airelles looks great, the room is great, the food is great, the food is
expensive and we have the smallest shower known to man.
Look forward to the skiing tomorrow.
(Friday 11th April)
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