Settling in, lots of guests and new year

So, I arrived on the evening of the 29th – and apart from Andy who was with me - the first guests appeared early the next morning. Rick and Patrick had set off from London in the car after work on the 29th and driven through the night across France to get to us at 5am, slept in the car for a couple of hours and then got up to get straight up the mountain. They were followed by Chris that evening and then by Dave on New Years Eve. Dave had already managed to befriend my flatmates, Ross and Amy, by arriving on the same transfer bus. By New Year's Eve then there was quite a houseful, so we celebrated by drinking lots of fizz, eating lots of food then going to the pub. I was still feeling ill so didn't follow the others into town but by all accounts (and their consequential hangovers) it sounds like fun was had. By the 7th all the guests have left and it's just the 3 of us. Amy has been taking snowboard lessons, having left the dark side due to the painfulness of ski boots, Ross has started playing in the park and I've mainly been looking around the mountain and working out what it's like to actually live in a ski resort.