Well go on, guess!
Of course, it’s your beloved Muffin – me. And I’m very glad to be back! Ski camp did not live up to my expectations. At first the snowboarding was highly enjoyable, but it sank incredibly fast to a notorious low. The food was not really my taste, the people were rather bitchy (I didn’t really expect anything else other than bitchy) and the sleep was always horrendous. Each and every morning I would wake up with my spine stinging and screaming. One night I even used three mattresses, yet the pain would just not cease.
But enough with the complaining – for now. There were some funny situations I do not regret to have found myself in. For example, the night my three pals and I snuck out of camp in order to buy some pizza. Oh, ‘t was fun! And we weren’t caught, which is incredibly amazing, for I was really quite suspicious. I ran into the shoe shelf on my way out, and I also forgot to close the door. Who cares, we got away with it! So no complaints there!
All in all, the camp was really not that special. There were several injuries. One cut their leg and had to be operated (on the first day, mind), the other broke their nose, another few broke their fingers and their wrist…highly laughable, no? I wonder why no one has complained yet!
That’s enough from ski camp today. Toodles, my pickle-pies!
