The Journey

Though everything went as planned, it has been an enduring journey, dragging around with all our luggage, trying to fit it in the different trains etc. In kolding we ended up sharing our compartment with two swiss guys, a younger and an older one, who had been visiting some relatives in Sweden for the holydays. Luckily we had a 6 person compartment for the four of us, because or luggage ended up using most of the storing space and one of the beds as well. However, when we got organized in there it was quite comfy, and we were able to relax listening to music and reading, and even though Thorlak complained the bed was too short, I found it to support quite a good nights sleep, though of course I woke up lots of times from all the noises and jolts, but definitely better than would have been the case in a bus.
After almost getting off a stop too soon, we got off at Basel SBB, where we had about 35 minutes before the train for Geneva was to leave, so we took the opportunity to get us selves a welcome piece of bread, and a cup of coffee for my part as well. Brilliant!
On the train for Geneva we met a bunch of true danish rednecks, also on their way to the alps, so on behalf of the entire danish people (except the eight of them), we would like to apologize to the rest of the passengers, for their behaviour. After pulling, dragging and organizing our luggage once again were in Geneva, ready for the next leg of our journey, after a pizza and passing through French customs, which luckily wasn't manned, as I have managed to bring my old and outdated passport, instead of the current one. Bravo Sune!!!!
Anyway we got on the train to Grenoble, which was rather pleasureable, as we no longer were in company with the aforementioned jerks. In Grenoble we found a transferbus going all the way to the resort, so we along with about 90 other people all at the same time almost fought to stuff in our luggage in the luggage compartment. Thorlak in all his french experience had foreseen this, and rushed to throw his bag inside. I however only just made it after some girls more or less was thrown off the bus, and took their luggage out. Well what can I say.. HaaHaaaaaaa!
A one hour and 10 minutes drive later we were finaly standing at Les Deux Alpes, and I went out to get the keys for our appartment, which didn't give us any problems, except for the fact that it was located in the other end of the town and with a good climb uphill necessary to reach it. So a final effort had to be made before we finally checked in at 20.30. 26 hours after started our Journey in Århus.