Bulgaria Ski discussion board

As the buds of spring begin to wake,
And the birds begin their nests to make,
And all the snow we prayed would fall,
Has gone from all the trees so tall.

As the lifts climb up their final run,
Their toll this year is nearly done,
We thank them, as they always drop
Us safely to the very top.

The snowplough breathes it's final blast,
On slopes we skied so very fast,
All groomed each night to make sure we
Could make it through to apreski.

Instructors who we always trusted,
To made sure that no limbs were busted,
Are ready now to take a rest,
We thank them for their very best.

And all the staff, who paid us attention,
So kind, so nice, too many to mention,
We hope we made your season fun,
Thank you guys, from everyone.

As posters on this board get fewer,
We search for places that are newer,
So off I go, again to teach,
On all whats good in Sunny Beach.

Again we'll meet on the internet,
Just make sure that your browsers set,
To search the web and just unwind,
BeachBulgaria is the site to find.

We'll all be there, to chat together,
All summer long, about the weather,
So ta ra guys, thanks for the ride,
I'll see you on the other side.

And the only thing we know will fall,
Is a tear that says goodbye to all.
A moment in our lives you took,
A place we chose from an agents book,
But little did we know that day,
You'd steal our hearts just clean away,
And never will you give them back,
So once again, we'll have to pack,
And grasp the magic one more time,
Bulgaria - your're just so devine.

The folks that came and had a go,
Despite the very lack of snow,
Have gone away with different views,
Of food, hotels, and lengths of queues.
Some say they will be back some day,
And once again like kids they'll play,
But many say.... no more no more,
The skiing there was very poor,
So travel far and travel safe,
To all of you who lost the faith,
We're glad you came and that you tried,
But only you can now decide,
To come again, and have a blast,
Forgetting now what's in the past,
For Pete's sake try just one more time,
And maybe your heart will mirror mine.

PP

We went to Pamps for just one week,
We did not get alot of sleep,
We boarded till we could board no more,
On slippy ice we hit the floor,

We did not have alot of snow,
Runs were closed nowhere to go,
The middle station was our saviour,
We did the wall, we were much braver,

Once again the snow shack rocked,
Except this year I was not crocked,
Kamenitza was our nightly tipple,
If we were lucky a slippy nipple,

By midday the snow was slushy,
They serve scrambled eggs that are all mushy,
In the Mourgavets the food was great,
Surprisingly we gained no weight,

We partied hard all night long,
Every morning said it is wrong,
We ate we drank we giggled and laughed,
I'm sure the locals thought we were daft,

Soon enough our trip had ended,
Our partying antics had to be suspended,
Time to pack our bags for Great Britain,
A more perfect week could not have been written,

No more DJ's, Daks, or white heart,
I cannot wait for the next season to start,
To get on my board back on the hill,
To meet new people it is just brill,

So thank you Bulgaria for the week we had,
That we came over we really glad,
The times we had, we laughed and shared,
The best week ever we all declared.

Phil.