Your first day skiing had been fun, until, well…
Mama and mum had led you to this place at the top of the ski lifts for lunch on the first day. It was like a restaurant in some parts, but the other parts were just tables and chairs in a large, heated room. Some people were barefoot while their ski boots were left upside down on holes in the floors emitting hot air to dry them, while most people discarded their heavy outer jackets.
“Why can’t we have food there?” you little sister asked, pointing at the restaurant.
“We’ll have a special lunch some time during the week,” mum replied.
For today, you had some sandwiches and a packet of chips to share. Mum reminded you and your sister to drink plenty of water because of how easy it apparently was to dehydrate yourself on the snow. As you finished eating, everyone went to the loo.