Winter has come. Its the 2014 / 15 ski season. A group of young adults from the UK have come to work at a hotel in the French Alps. This story about their season is an extended metaphor comparing life in the mountains to life in a prison. What folllows is also an exposé of … Continue reading
“We are working hours that they aren’t paying us for and we can’t leave. That is technically slave labour. We are Slaves!” He said to me as he came to get a water from the bar. “You could leave.” I suggested. “Not if you can’t afford a flight. We don’t get paid until the end … Continue reading
drinking it all in... bikes and beverages in Bordeaux 