Title: Calvin got the email address of the hot French girl

Kate felt threatened by a couple of things during this winter ski week. The slopes, instructor Rudolpho who went to second slope way too fast but mostly for the hot French girl in Calvin´s ski class.

The hot French girl got to see Calvin´s twisting bum for over six long mornings and even though her boyfriend also joined the ski class, she couldn´t refuse when Calvin asked her for her email adress.

I will elaborate on that later on in this blog.

My group had meanwhile been reduced to two. Gilles is still snow plowing somewhere in the Alpes, Kate felt threatened by Rudolpho and took a step down, Rianne also left his class and soon decided she´d rather read Harry Potter then risk her life and 50 year old Julie was too hangover to be even be bothered to come.

I was left with Rudolpho the instructor and Sarah, a speech pathologist who works with autistic children. A sort of Kate who talked like the world is a fairytale and hugged me when we finished a blue slope without dying (awkward). No threat at all, since I hate speech pathologists.

Back to Calvin´s guide on how to get an email address of a hot French girl out of your league.

Step 1: Impress her with your ski bum
Step 2: Propose a group photo at the end of week (for the memories)
Step 3: Suggest you can send them to everyone in the group
Step 4: Send revealing photos of yourself to the hot French girl and never send the group photo to the rest of the ski class
Step 5: Never tell Kate

Kate meanwhile tried to impress her new ski teacher, but failed miserably when he compared her with his children. Later that evening she tried another approach when a group of Asians arrived in Les 2 Alpes. After a somewhat disappointing dinner at a sort of Italian restaurant Calvin headed for a kebab dessert in full speed.

Kate´s brains crashed when she saw all the Asians overflowing the French village and she had trouble to distinguish Calvin from the newcomers passing us - almost grabbing one by the shoulder. Later she stated that she thought it was Calvin. I don´t know wich explaination is better.

Besides the confusing relationship twists we all went up to the top of the mountain for a walk inside the glacier with ice sculptures of dragons, fish, monkeys and what not. Calvin and I skied the way down and managed to stay on two feet the entiry time. I was quite glad to unstrap the ski´s at the end of the day without a broken leg and relationship.

Mission completed!