Salty ducks, I think they call it?
This was a competition I won from the Ski Club of Great Britain for 7 nights in Sauze D’Oulx, Italy with ski passes, ski lesson and meals. It is hard to say as it’s pronounced differently by nearly everyone and just sounds like salty ducks (sorry no intension to upset anyone). Skiing for the first time, was going to be a a new experience for us both, but first we need some skiing clothes, so off we went and bought all the gear and we were ready to go. We went in early December, possibly at the worst time because there was no snow, and they had to use the snow cannons on all the mountains to put down what can only be described as solid ice. We flew to Turin airport which was about an hour away by bus, and dropped us off right outside the Hotel La Torre . On arriving they didn’t seem to be expecting us, we get this a lot and still not prepared for it, so they were trying to sort it out when the manager, who they called “ Il direttore” came over. He was not best pleased and in loud It