Arrival

I had to be at school for 6 a.m and I was.

The bus wasn't nor were any of the pupils, but eventually everybody arrived and we set off for Sierra Nevada.

After three hours or so, we arrived, struggled from the coach park in the village to our hotel half way up the mountain. 

But this was the view from the front door. Spectacular. 

Soon afterwards we were getting our kit and heading up to the slopes.

An hour later I was having five stitches in my ear after an altercation with a chairlift!

An hour after that, I was zooming down the mountain again as if nothing had happened.

Well, did Van Gogh stop painting?