Welcome, this is the first post in what will be part travel diary and part work journal. The account from just one of the hundreds of seasonaires. The mad souls who for sixth months make snow sport holidays work, they clean your chalets, cook you food, pour your drinks, drive you to and from the airports.
But of course I write this as a rookie, not even out of training, hundreds of miles from the closest Alp. So welcome, settle down in a nice cosey chair, open a good bottle of red and let us see where this will take us.
