How gutting. Now we had no skiing for the last day. Kathy did some research and found a bit more bad news
So, no skiing and a fourteen day self isolation when we get back. Suffice to say Ian was NOT happy. He ranted and raved a lot, but there was nothing to be done but plan for a fortnight at home with all my lovely family. 😀😀😀
Plus, after much discussion with his flat mate who works for the NHS, Alex is to come up to Rotherham too. Ian rearranged all his meetings and gave Keith the bad news. Kathy informed HR at her firm, who just said they would rearrange her first aid training for when she got back. Vicky dare not contact her firm for fear of ‘the worriers” who are up for crucifying anyone who has returned from abroad recently. Chris turned to his dad and said he would have to self isolate. I e-mailed Rowlands, the chain I should be working for, but have heard nothing.
Logistics may be a problem, but we have decided to fetch the Corsa from Devizes and split into two parties for the trek up North. Vicky has the key so does not need to infect Adam or the Antique shop people. We feel stopping at a drive through is permissible, as long as we wear gloves. I have ordered a Tesco delivery, informing them I am in self isolation and could they leave it in the courtyard. Presumably they will be wearing full hazmat outfits. Kathy is to use the computer in the Music room, so will have her own office. The other five are on the dining room table. Apparently Alex only needs to twitch his mouse now and again. I will be making tea, in between pressure Washing the yard and watching sky box sets.
So we breakfasted. Then rested. Then had a walk around the town. Then rested.
Say “lockdown”
Then lunched at a lovely pizzeria, where, in keeping with governments orders, we were seated one metre apart, much to Ian’s disgust.
Where’s Alex?
Where’s Alex you are probably asking. Well, he decided he couldn’t waste the mountains, so after purchasing some shiny new orange running shoes, he proceeded to run up one.
After this we had all (except Chris who had no trunks) decided on a swim in the hotel pool. On a ski trip the hotel pool is usually a dank dark little thing in the bowels of the earth. The hotel Alpen Vidi has no ordinary pool! It has an amazing, brand new, free to hotel guests, super spa. The tiny pool has a resistance jet thingy so you can swim without moving, and a wall of bubbly jets. Then there is a Turkish bath, a sauna, and one of those showers that sprays aromatherapy smells. You can hydrate with water or apple tea afterwards, while relaxing in the swinging chairs. Wow!!
So it was that mellow and relaxed (except Chris) we, and the other Crystal guests met Jess in the bar. It was all arranged she told us. TUI were sending out three aircraft to rescue us. Two Dreamliners and a smaller one. Everyone would be flown to Gatwick, Manchester, or Newcastle, and thence on to the airport of departure. We were going home! We were to look out for a text telling us our time of departure. She then scooped up all our lift passes to arrange the refund. We were also to be refunded four days of our holiday, plus any ski hire. Chris set about ordering some new skis.
After our final dinner we reconvened in the bar for the evening Yahtzee. Maurissimo even named a cocktail after Alex
Alex drinking an Alex
Just after we started everyone’s phone started buzzing.
It was really happening! It would probably take us till midnight but some time on weds we would be ‘safe’ in Rotherham.
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