A busy week this one. I have reinstated all the forms on Spain hotel guide (well the Marbella hotels anyway) so they don’t collect quite the information they used to. Having changed them all before Xmas to collect alternative hotels etc, they didn’t get the leads they did before so it was a bad idea. Not my idea – just my job to change them and change them back.
Also I am getting a load of shit from a new girl selling properties in Cape Verde who’s obvious power mad entry to the company includes insulting my design of cape-verde-property-direct.com – she doesn’t like greens, and wants yellows. Green is not appropriate. Then what the fuck colour is appropriate for a shitty little island of the coast of Africa that nobody wants to buy a house at. It is called Cape Verde, verde means green, so lets have a green website. Anyway, little changes to colour mean nothing unless every website visitor shares her taste, not mine, so it can wait while more important money making projects overtake it and it is forgotten about.
I have also just done a blog for my friends at Windlip (who are snowboard manufacturers) who have sent my new 750€ board. It is called a J Class and is top banana, and I can’t wait to get it. I have been looking at these Burton C60 bindings for it too. Cool! Shame Burton’s website isn’t a bit faster – it’s shit. If they got rid of all that flash bollox and made the site faster they might sell more!
Apart from that, not a lot of new news. Was a bit ill yesterday and so was my dog. Andi has been great bringing me medicine, cigarettes and food etc, but thats why she is so beautiful and I love her so much…..
I was a good catholic boy and went to midnight mass in Turin, and have spent the whole time shopping, watching DVD’s and eating lots (on my new low colesterol diet).
My mate Nick is back tomorrow (I’ve had his flat while he has been away; although I have spent most nights con la bellissima ragazza), and we are off snowboarding 29th and probably most of next week. I have a mate on the lifts at one of the largest Italian resorts, with the last Olympic downhill course, of which the start is one of the steepest nightmares I have ever come down. I’m looking forward to that. Nick is also bringing back a new collection of music for my iPod.
If ever I have seen a total waste of money, fuel, electricity and not to mention mooring facilities, it was Elton John’s yacht, Hercules moored in a small town in Liguria the night of the 12th of August.
Why he needs a boat of that size to house his over large torso and his gay friends is beyond me – I hope he pays a lot of tax on it.
Elton – you should be ashamed of yourself both by better looking after the environment, and giving some of that cash to charity (like Mark Tolner)! Too many candles in the wind there matey – it lit up the whole of Liguria!
At last, the 3 SkypePhone that I bought last week and has taken 5 days of battling 3’s incompetence is on and working, and I can now Skype my friends whilst walking down the street, drinking in the pub, lying in the bath or sat on the toilet!
“At fucking long last!”
So, you want my number and SkypeName? Be serious – you are not even a registered user of my blog, and haven’t even had the decency to have left me a comment on my web site! If you are important enough to know me, then you already have it anyway.
After taking the seat out again (and the charging unit, and reversing the batteries, I got it started and the vehicle battery is showing 12.7v on the meter and starts again. I’ll keep an eye on that this afternoon, and go out and get a 240v charger for the leisure ones that I can sun directly from the 240v from the generator. Hopefully this will boost them all.
The beautiful girlfriend will be happy as we are off on holiday for a bit. When I get paid anyway!
After taking the passenger seat out, disconnecting the charging unit for the 3 batteries and all the appliances in my motor home, finding the blown fuse and blowing a couple more and putting it all back together again, and recharging, MY VAN BATTERY IS FUCKING DEAD AGAIN!!!
Molto grande bastardo!!!
Now to get it started, disconnect the van and the leisure battery systems and charge the leisure ones independently; hopefully getting a decent amount of charge into all of them so it can hold it for a decent amount of time.
There are few people in the world that can say they are lucky enough to have caned some noise and speed out of a 4.3 litre Aston Martin engine, but I’m one of them. And I didn’t crash it either.
Cervinia has to be one of the greatest places I have been in my life. Sat at the bottom of the Matterhorn mountain that borders Switzerland, and with its own glacier that offers summer snowboarding. A great day we spent there Nick and I, and the last day of the 2007/2008 season too.
Once you get out from amongst the stupid hat wearing skiing posers applying sun screen in the car park all day, this is a wonderful mountain wilderness. Cable cars take you to miles of spread out piste with significant gradients of powder, reservoirs to skirt and rocks to miss.
The ski lifts make it possible to rise and then board down to Zermatt, the rip of Switzerland resort where they would even try and grab your money for taking a snowball. Just watch out for the Swiss customs at the top of the ski lift as you cross over the top, as they are very anti drugs in Switzerland. That is why the have these protected Swiss bank accounts where they deposit all the proceeds from re-selling confiscated hashish from their central European hub. And do it with a certain German authority and accent. One theory anyway!
Being at a higher altitude the ski lifts are also open later in the season than most resorts and there is also great, untouched powder for riding off piste. The following is ‘Lukes video’ on youtube.com. It shows how it attracts some of the world best snowboarding, and has a great soundtrack too. (if you read this Luke, get in touch please):
The resort of Cervinia itself is quite big, yet typically Italian in quietness. There are though like minded boarders to bring a bit of cheer to the surroundings. The guy working at the bar at the lift station, who tried to sell us somebody else’s jumper for 50€ deserves a special mention for his humour.
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