What prompted our destination was a voucher.....never a good start in my experience but I instigated it anyway. My mum had been given a "Australian Getaway" reward voucher for $5000.00. Sweet you think. No. The very limited amount of properties listed on the site have either a buy one night using real money and use getaway dollars for the second night or a meal obligation clause, where you have to spend a certain amount of money in the onsite restaurant.
We book a cute looking swiss style chalet. The pictures on the website are just gorgeous and although it did live up to the exterior vision, nothing could prepare us for the tacky overdone interior.
A 5 hour drive in a Hyundai Getz and a toilet stop at a roadside truckstop were not the only hardships we faced. Our special deal came with a meal obligation in the hotel restaurant.
I am not even sure how to describe the lack of food quality and the expense. I paid $35.00 for a reheated frozen schnitzel and a handful of undercooked chips. The restaurant was so bad that my twin and I were both dreading having to fufil the second nights obligation. Until we worked out that the bar tab was included in :). So the second night we drank cocktails and counted the number of times the microwave bell went off. Another French martini please, now!
We had one full day of exploration where I tested out my newly purchased snow boots. I was very happy that they lived up to the hype of the sale pitch. I trampled in snow, buried the toes of my boots in snow and all the while my feets were toasty warm. We had a very lacklustre snowball fight, which consisted of me begging my sister to be ok with me throwing one at her and then having to endure one being thrown back at me. Realisation that it hurt and offered very little enjoyment occured and we moved on to making a snow angel....the standy up kind.
My first experience in a Ski Resort type place has made me realise that I don't like them. I love the snow and the cold etc. But best just plonk me in a charming town for a snowfall than have me seconded in a resort with over priced food and no pub full of a colardo cabin atmosphere.
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Ha! I went skiing once. Fell over a lot and the bitch taking the lesson wouldn't let me take my bindings off to stand up and of course my stomach muscles let me down. Then I watched my six year old scoot down front valley like a pro so swore to stick to the Apres Ski. Could do with some snow boots in Sydney, it's very cold!
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