It’s the 11th December and the time has finally come to make our annual LSE pilgrimage to the Alps. It’s been a great term, but we’re all ready for a holiday, and boy will this be a holiday! Departure time is midnight from Houghton Street, which of course allows everyone to get more than slightly gazebo-ed at Crush, but off we go all the same. Four coaches, 192 people, and two Alps. The ferry is mostly uneventful apart from one very special guy who is so drunk the coach drivers nearly didn’t let him back onto the coach!
We arrive the next evening at Les Deux Alpes and it is snowing! Everyone quickly checks in and then it is straight to Smithys, our resident bar, minus our president and one of our vice presidents. Their excuse? First lifts! But don’t worry, they more than make up for this initial error during the rest of the week.
The first day’s skiing is immense. The sun shines, the powder is fresh, and a good time is had by all. All the beginners shake off their Bambi legs; even those who are taken right to the top of the mountain on their first day by some very unfair friends make it down eventually…aided by vin chaud of course!
Then, of course, it’s time for the mountain meal. We are told by the Wasteland reps that it’s just a short walk up the piste to the restaurant…they failed to mention that the piste was a red, and that we would all arrive incredibly puffed out with very red faces. However, it was worth it, and the view from the top was beautiful. As we arrive we’re told by the manager that he’s not going to let us bumboard down after the meal because it is too icy. In order to make sure we don’t, he takes our bumboards off us…however this doesn’t stop three very sneaky students from taking them back once we’re thoroughly full and leaving without anyone seeing them. We all leave a little later after a few too many shots which tasted like herb du provence, and half way down we find poor Wai who has crashed on her bumboard…badly! A hospital trip, an overnight stay and 15 stiches later, she’s back on form. Wai, can we just say now, that you were an absolute legend…you didn’t complain once!
Pre-lash, Jagerbombs and Avalanche did not disappoint. Fancy dress themes throughout the week were High Society, King of the Jungle and Boiler Suit Rave. The committee sported sequined leggings and bling galore…the boys were even spotted in gold thongs at one point. Valley Rally sees Dewhurst ski down in just a sexy Mrs Santa Claus dress.
Our last night arrives and we’re sad that the week is up, but celebrate with some fines, which are delivered by the President and Vices in between some poly chants. Special shoutout to Bateman who managed to sodomise a rep…1000 points!
Thanks one and all for an amazing week. A trip reunion at the 1920’s themed Lent Speak Easy will take place in The Quad on Monday 18th January. There will be a special live performance from one of the freshest acts of the 2009 summer festival scene “The Correspondents” whose combination of Hip-Hop, Swing and Drum’n’Bass is not to be missed. We look forward to seeing you all there!
(Tickets £6 adv/£7 otd, available online at www.wegottickets.co./event/67127 or on Houghton Street Thurs/Fri/Mon)
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