BOOM.

So this post is to honour the guests I had last week, partially due to the fact they found my blog (how?!) as well as so far being the best guests I've had this season. Each week you never know what your guests are going to be like - you only get their names written on a piece of paper and find out nothing more until you greet them off the coach. On your manifest you get things such as 'Mike is feisty and 80, please look after him well' (this weeks guest) or 'guest recovery - bad food and bad service' or '3 are lactose free, ones gluten free and theres a veggie'. Not much help at all.

So I greeted my family for the week and it went from there really. I was first introduced to the game 'boom' - hence the blog post title. You write your name, and object and a place and put it in a hat. Everyone then picks out the hat and whats written on each paper is your boom challenge for the week. Mine was to give Laura a first aid box on a ski chair lift. IMPOSSIBLE! (I have to admit i did not accomplish this boom). So that definitely broke the ice.

I could tell these guests would be a lot of fun and they completely included me as part of the family - they made an effort to invite me to dinner, include me in the dinners i cooked for them and all the after dinner games too.

The fateful night out.

So my guests decided to go for a quiet drink out and I protested that I had no clothes to wear - yet i was lent some in an instant - so i couldn't refuse! We ventured out to pacific bar which was completely dead except for us. A suggestion of beer pong came on the cards and this is where it all went down hill. The 'young ones' won the first game against the 'Oldies', and to mix it up tequila and wine were bought into the mix for the second game. We were steadily getting drunker (or at least I hoped everyone was!). We moved onto moris bar where we got more drinks and came up with the game that when you threw a ping pong ball into a drink the owner had to down it - we included the whole of moris bar in this game. I was also 'boomed' at this point with a green mint drink by the pool table - absolutely gutting.

The rest of the night is a bit of a blur, but the next morning i woke up at 9 in my chalet and also in one of my guests beds (a girl might i add!). Chalet girl shenanigans indeed! - despite being embarrassed, the guests loved it and it bought our bond even closer - on my side at least anyway!

The week ended with me skiing one of the group - who is a beginner - to meet the others for lunch in Tigne le breviere and then the guests letting me off dinner for the night too - honestly one of my best days!

These guests are ones I'll never forget and hope to see again soon. You never know who's going to step off the coach and it could be your best week or worst week, but i'm safe to say this week was my best!

Now back to sunbathing and a beer.

excuse my pointy chin.