Mont and I woke late, having been disinclined to get out of our luxuriously comfortable beds and continuing to enjoy the fact that we had rooms to ourselves. However, we did eventually wake from our slumber and were content to find that we had no real plan for the day other than to rest, recover, recuperate and relax. In the end it was an awesome day with games of gemsch, Ciao Sepp (always played "slapways") and beach volleyball punctuated by delicious healthy homecooked meals and dips in the pool. Probably the highlight was our afternoon game of volleyball with Reggie and myself being taught a thorough lesson by Angie and "King" Monty (whose success was built primarily on their elaborate post-point celebration ritual), though I think all would agree that we had the superior hand signals and that ultimately, beach volleyball was the winner on the day.
That night we headed down to the lake for dinner which was a definite highlight, with the food, setting and company all being first class. The only thing that lacked a little was the ability of Monty and I to overcome the crippling linguistic boundaries of being in an Italian restaurant in the German speaking part of Switzerland. Though given Reggie can apparently speak every language known to modern man, we were in good hands and after plenty of smiling and nodding on our parts and plenty of apparently comprehensible gibber on hers, everything went swimmingly (except for Monty having finished his food before we even started - though this was clearly the kitchen's fault).
After dinner we headed to a local bar to grab a quiet drink but by this stage we were all pretty tired so we were soon headed back to the retreat to get another good night's sleep. Even though we really did not accomplish much it was great to have a proper "down" day and good times were had by all.
Feeling refreshed and recharged!
Jez
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