At Bull Run Enterprises, our living quarters were rather spartan, but quite livable, especially after Gérard had brought them to 20th century standards by equipping our bedrooms with modern, electric power.
I remember that we had bunk beds, but where only two of us to a room, so I continued to share one of them with JP and that was fine.In my early twenties, all mattresses were (almost) created equal and since my hours of sleep were slim, I always slept like a log.
Our sleeping accommodations were on the second floor of the building, with a bathroom and a laundry room on the other side of the hallway.
A staircase led downstairs while we could directly access our living/dinning room and kitchen from that same hallway.
In the kitchen Karen was the cook. She was always perky and making sure that we had all what we wanted. She was, I believe, helped by Wanda, another local girl, while Maureen, a more reserved, dignified young lady, very much “British Style”. A former stewardess for Quantas. was in charge of selling ski school lesson and lift passes and do some administration work.
All were very kind, I should say saints, given our natural, evil minds! I remember the breakfast was okay and both lunch and dinner were especially heavy on mutton which, at the end, became a real cross to bear.
No one seems able to remember where these girls where staying and the same thing was true for Cheryl (the Kiwi girl), Peter Knight (the Brit) as well as the other instructors were sleeping either. I don’t know either if our top boss, John Hilton-Wood and his wife Marjorie where staying either.
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