Bigger and Better
29th November 2008. Hotel Montana, la Tania, France. And so the Madame Vacances parties go from strength to strength. 250 Cowboys and Indians from Madame Vacances duly turned up to celebrate whatever it was to celebrate and partied till dawn. They feasted on Tex Mex, paella, home-made Texas-style burgers and chocolate fondue, whilst keeping the bar seriously busy until long past their bedtime. Breakfast was a sorrier affair with an eclectic mix of drunken cowboys, bombed-out Indians and early-rising lightweights. The stories started to emerge.
The dancing eventually ground to a halt around 0830 when the dance floor disintegrated in to a wild hay-fight. Reminiscent of their gold-digging past, the brave cowboys searched and searched in the hay for Roger Borne’s glasses but they were declared lost shortly before 9am.
A crack team of specially trained athletes led a fine line-dancing demonstration, which spilled on to the piste, took the form of not-in-line dancing, and ended up as a snowball fight. Father Christmas arrived in traditional fashion, in fact so Father Christmas-like (on a horse-drawn sleigh) that even parents had to revise their long-held view that he’s not actually real. A band arrived, played and 4 drunken musicians left. (Well, 3 actually; one stayed, and acquainted himself with, ahem, a certain party organiser).
Varied prizes were won, mainly by those who had failed to cover-up their mistakes earlier in the year. Hailey Clarke and Omar won hazard warning triangles and elastoplast for the next time they fall off their bikes; Stefanie Day won a crate of Magners so that she can repeat her Bon Acceuil redecoration experience; Caroline Boussuge won a map of France to help her get from Chambery to Isola in less than 13 hours. She also received a lovely book describing the mountain passes of France, and a spade to dig herself out of the snow should she attempt to cross them in the middle of winter. Bruno Labattu won a delightful remote control quad-bike, and Sergei Zelewitz won a raclette set which he can use to burn down his own house, as opposed to one of the company’s chalets. (Place it upside down on a wooden table, Sergei. You should be in flames after about 10 minutes). Michel Lefety, from the Hotel Farandole, won a telephone which he can use to commence underwater testing.
As is the tradition, a handful of newly-formed couples emerged from the wreckage of a Madame Vacances party. DJ Rodeo Ritch would like to remind people that a small brown envelope stuffed with used 5 euro notes should ensure immunity from details being revealed.
Millions of thanks to everyone who helped put the evening together, especially Alice Light who came very close to actually self-combusting, but equally to those who got to work straightaway on Sunday for the gruelling clean-up. By 2pm, the Hotel was clean and ready for another day. What a coincidence that your correspondent stumbled down from his room just in time to find the hotel spotless and clean…
Next Rendez-vous? Watch this space.
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