Tuesday, March 14

The preferred activity is skiing



There are only a few weeks of good powder left, so don't waste any time in hitting the piste. I strongly suggest you point your skis or snowboard or whatever south-west to the Lebanese resort of Faraya before it becomes overrun with unappreciative foreigners who litter their blogs with crass pictures and pathetically-constructed entendres.


Upon arrival you will be greeted with breathtaking scenic vistas unlike anywhere else on earth. Whip off your coat if you must but like at any other ski resort, long socks are recommended to prevent chafing and irritation.


There's no need to clumsily lug all your equipment around like that dead guy from Weekend at Bernie's. Most things can be rented at reasonable rates on an hourly basis.


Looking up at the majestic and imposing slopes, it is hard not to yearn for the unattainable. Definitely not for the timid and uninitiated which suits the locals just fine because they're not in the business of running baby slopes here.


Hard to believe, but some resortgoers choose to ignore the pristine terrain altogether in favour of a non-stop drinking binge. When your senses are dulled by alcohol, anything looks good in a bra and panty set.


There's just no good way to go about saying this but you really should spend some time watching the sun rise over the...mountain peaks, sliding down...the..uh..... beautifully groomed trails..or uh...exploring every....nook and cranny...oh I give up. Next!


So wide-ranging are its attractions that the resort also offers something for the children. They will have happy holiday memories to bring home with them inside their mobile phone cameras. In fact most young boys tend to get depressed after returning from this resort and spend most of their time moping behind locked bedroom doors.

Update: I have to be somewhere tomorrow evening. Dressed like this:

So no blog post but in the meantime you can check out the dodgy celebrity pictures on teh interweb.

3 Comments:

At 2:06 PM, Anonymous marshmallow said...

must have been bloody freezing or that was a new type of thermal underwear on those slopes!

 
At 4:41 PM, Blogger Adalmin said...

Those models must be swearing to themselves for eliminating all their body fat.

Then they went back into their model caravan or laboratory or whatever it is that houses models and ate an ENTIRE rice grain to release their emotions.

I mean, for shame! Exercise some control, you carbasses!

 
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