Week Update 14
Each Winter season there is a new batch of instant locals that appear and as Winter comes to an end, we say good-bye to newly formed friendships- that's the Whistler way, love 'em and leave 'em. We've had to say good-bye to a few of our friends, (Stacey, Alex, Amanda) and one of which is Will, where we'd spent his last night watching him play at Dusty's Pub for open mic night. Will on guitar teamed up with Luey, who all the boys seem to have a man crush on. Who am I kidding? Myself included, as when he'd sung 'Brown- Eyed Girl' I think it was clear that this one went out to me, he was subtle as a gun looking into my brown eyes, it totally makes sense that he was asking me to be his brown-eyed girl- oh Luey! I don't know what it is but we all get the beer goggles on when a guy can sing, he could be smacked with the ugly stick and we'd still throw our underwear at him, although that gesture of passion probably doesn't apply to mine. Even Steven Tyler was labelled under Cosmo's Hottest 100 and I don't think his salmon lips earned him that title, you could put a hook on those bad boys yet all the billboards point to him as the pinnacle of perfection- the glitz and glamour of show biz can be fickle bitch! Julia was blind-sided when Ary Newfield hit the stage, if is weren't for her crutches restricting her from throwing herself onto him or the very least preventing her from throwing her Bonds to the wind, she could have been up for a restraining order.
Julia and I had our first team meeting for the Hat Gallery, where our boss had taken us all out for dinner at Sushi Village. Sushi Village is the epitome of responsible serving of alcohol, as they started our table with a gigantic bottle of Saki, enough for 4-5 shots each and not to mention the Saki Margaritas that were ordered as "keep 'em coming" Once again, we succumbed to the "just try it" where our boss swore that raw tuna just "melts in your mouth" Well..I fell into that gullible web, it was like mouldy jelly slapped in soy sauce, hardly appetising. Word to the wise, raw tuna is something you do not want to be hurling the next day, nothing good comes of Saki and raw tuna,oh God! the thought is making me throw up a little in my mouth which earlier extended to the bathroom and off the balcony. We were victims of the Saki shots and for those of you who haven't had this before, it's exactly like heated up metho. To summarise that evening, I think it's safe to say that we were all pretty legless, where our boss had to walk us home, as even the Saki couldn't numb the fear of bears that are starting to pop their heads up in Whistler, oh I don't think Bear Grills has a segment on drunken disorderly bear confrontations- I just hope we don't try and hug one!
Love
Lydia and Julia x
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