Wednesday night is chalet maids’ night off, typically the night all
restaurants are packed. We decide to get takeaway pizza. Chris and I
fetch them, and discover that restaurants are still virtually empty.
After dinner we put on The Usual Suspects from our
apartment’s small video selection. Bizarrely, it’s a (genuine) Academy
Screener: “For your consideration” pops up on-screen every so often.
Chef hides in his room and reads.
It’s bucketing down with snow again. Will tomorrow be another