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Originally Posted by beppe
Thank you Mortis, I feel great, and I still have a full Sunday to recover from the fatigues of the holidays. Our purpose was to give our Daughter the occasion to receive her first instructions in the fine art of downhill skiing by the renown Swiss Skiing School, Section of Zuoz-LaPunt. The place was chosen so that we could take turns on a terrace well stoked with amenities of every sort, shape, size and ... gender. And turns in going up down the tracks. Nice lodging, good food. Fantastic weather. In other words we were all together, but somehow each on his/her own. At least from 10:00 to 16:00 (Local Time). In sight but not all the time. Than sauna, Swiss Nouvelle Cousine Graubunden Variety, constitutional, than sweet dreams. Incredible breakfast set up.
Still Sunday yet to go.
My friend from Japan is fine and that indeed takes away a big burden. That is why I feel light at heart, like I should and like I am naturally. BTW I know why you hair turned on my attention. They were black, while your mustachios were russet. Eh.
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Sounds like you had a good time, next time I'll carry your skies
For some reason I take after my father who is also afflicted with a small amount of ginger, only the mustache and beard for some weird reason.
Cheers and I am sure we are all happy our transplant in Japan is well and fine, despite his choice of diving while we all thought him in a tsunami
