The best après ski ever
My parents tell me that when I was a little girl I used to love being very cold.
When they started telling me this story about five year old Melissa I was very confused. Being cold is not my bag these days.
But then they explained themselves. The story goes that I would turn my electric blanket on full blast. Then I would go out into the garden for a run around. A late night December dash with no shoes on. Why they let me do this I really don’t know!
Anyway after a few minutes of getting myself very chilly indeed I would rush back inside, sprint up the stairs with teeth jangling and leap under the covers into my toasty bed.
Essentially I had invented a personal Roman baths scenario with a modern twist who’s a clever girl.
Sounds so good I’m toying with the idea of doing it tonight.
I mention this because snow is coming. At least it’s coming in this hemisphere. And my parents tell me snow was my favourite weather in which to play my little temperature game.
The more I think about it the more I think perhaps I haven’t changed all that much. Because my current yearning is to head for the mountains and find myself an outdoor sauna.
In holiday terms there is nothing more tiring than a ski trip if you ask me. It’s incredibly fun but boy do I ache at the end of a long day up the mountain.
Hotel Tannenhof in the rather wonderful St Anton has conveniently answered all my prayers. Because not only do they have an outdoor sauna they also have a Jacuzzi with a view of the mountains. I spent all day today dreaming of pulling my feet out of my ski boots, removing the 58 layers of clothes and strolling in my dressing gown through the cold air and into the sauna. I think I may have just shuddered with joy while writing that sentence.
The good news keeps coming by the way. Guess how many rooms there are. Go on guess. Nope, you’re wrong, there are seven! Seven!!! That’s only one more than my flat if you include the cupboards. So the sauna is not going to be busy. The Jacuzzi is going to be mine all mine and the massage therapist is going to have plenty of room for me in her schedule.
Suddenly a ski holiday sounds a lot less tiring to me…
Now that you know my favourite thing to do after a day on the slopes I’d love to hear what yours is!
See you next week.