A year teaching English in Asia, a year au-pairing in Europe or a year running away to join the circus. A few of the things that are pretty common to do if you need a little adventure in your life but also enjoy being able to afford food.
Something new I discovered this year was the wonderful world of skiing! Uncharted Territory would be an understatement. South Africa isn’t exactly known for it’s abundance of snow besides a few rare sightings, everyone freaked out and it was all gone by midday.
By November my summer job was done for the year, I had been on holiday for about 3 months already and London was getting expensive. As exciting as another 5 months of holiday, instagram stories and waiting for summer was. It was no longer working for me. At that point a pair of skis were the ultimate transportation to freedom that I needed.
A lovely place called Val D’isere. A ski resort in the south of France high up in the mountains (1850m above sea level if we are being technical) working for a chalet company, pretending I know how to ski and drinking an excessive amount of tea.
French ski resort in France you say, you may be wondering how good my French is? Not good at all! I can’t even think of a French swear word and that’s normally what you learn first isn’t it? Luckily not a problem as the resort gets more British visitors than French by almost 10%. I do throw in a bonjour and merci where I can as many people working here are French, so it’s of course always appreciated.
As far as slave labour goes the job is pretty cosy. We do a breakfast service in the morning for about 3 hours then we are free for the day until around 16:30, where we will come in for the dinner service which takes about six hours depending on the family, wind direction and a couple other things.
You get one magnificent day off a week which is normally your big ski day/party day/sleep-late day. When you only have 24 hours free a week, doing pretty much anything feels fantastic to be honest.
Accommodation wise, everyone stays in a big flat, denies eating each other’s food and knows everything about everyone’s business. Rooms all have a bathroom and 2-4 people. I got lucky with a fantastic Australian roomie that makes life a better place.
The main attraction?
The main reason people live for a ski season is of course all the skiing you get to enjoy with the season ski pass that is kinda included in the job. Generally you will ski more in a season than most avid skiers will in a lifetime. An opportunity one should not waste.
As magical and spectacular as people making skiing look its pretty hard and dangerous unless you are any 4 year old in the world that all somehow seem to be ski poles away from professionals (when you learn to ski, its normally done without ski poles). Like any sport, practice makes perfect and the more you get out there the better you will get. This is of course what they say. I am not yet living proof but hopefully at the end of the season I would have progressed from a 4 year old on skis being my biggest fear in life.
My Ski Season success rate so far?
Adventure is what I was aiming for and it is most definitely what I got. Everyday a walk to work could get me at least 10 Instagram photos. This is of course if I wasn’t freezing and could be bothered to take my phone out or gave myself more than six minutes to get to work on time.
Skiing is something I could never have dreamed of doing every day for 5 months but here I am, strapping strange planks of wood to my feet and launching off of giant snow walls. It’s pretty intense but I 100% love it.