Why isn't tallness a recognised disability?
Revived after my rest day and lots of sleep I rode the bus to the slopes hoping I hadn't forgetton everything id learnt and also being annoyed that my mind always seems to wander to falling over and breaking bones. My lesson this morning was taken by an Italian guy called Marco. Marco spoke very funny English in a Borat style accent and made me chuckle when he kept saying things such as "feel the sensation, it is a good sensation, it is nice". We did the steep scary part of the beginners slope and by the afternoon I was whizzing down it on my own. In my lesson there was a woman who was qualified as a barrister and a solicitor and she had also done a masters. Ive no idea how she found the time to do all this and take a year out for a 'career break' cause she really didn't look that old and she was hot. It occured to me that Ski Speed Dating may just be a genius idea. The few minutes you spend on the chairlift you can really get a feel for someone, its an excellent environment to chat freely with someone. Admittedly you could get stuck with a giant tongan man who is here for his Great Aunts 100th Birthday but hey, you pay your ticket and take your chance. Incase anybody wonders, his Great Aunt did get a letter from the Queen and she is over the moon. After a subway (awesome chicken fillet subways here) I read a report on the BBC website about how the Govt have said that there are around 50,000 people in the UK with aids, but a 3rd of them don't even know they have it. Now, is it me or is it harsh that the Govt. just aern't telling them?