LOL in the Alps we hitched into the nearby ski resort to go out like 5 miles away and assumed getting back to be a 'cross bridge when get to it' thing. Bridge arrived, no go, no taxis or anything, so a gang of us bumble homeward in like -3 degres or watever. i d already done the walk once and hadn't liked it as it was chilling and i'd missed most of my day off having arrived at 6am. our gang hotwire a truck but no room for me to clamber in, proceed to watch them drive slowly and unspectaclarly into ravine, they get out disgruntled but intact. truck on its side in ravine. undeterred, gang rally the troops and hit the road. some guy stops at 4 am for half of us on mountain road. fuck the other half, losers. (comprising me) squat in a nearby cupboard in a residence thats door was unlocked. got found by janitor who garbles french in my face

Not amused by his gallic malaise (or is that garlic mayonnaise)???? I stumble out with vodka mouth and vacuum smell. feeling nauseaous i exit in the wrong direction and end up coming back to the ravine at which an old guy is gesturing in a disappointed manner at the truck on its side in ravine.

happy days