It’s hard work lugging 50kg of luggage for 14 hours on a cab, train, tube, taxi, plane, minivan to a ski resort.
It’s tough to sit in a ski resort for thirteen days watching a daily forecast that promises snow that never arrives.
It’s a bummer cracking a rib on day three.
It’s rough packing your bags on the fourteenth morning and a foot of powder falls clumpily outside the window.
It’s ironic when you get back home and there’s 10cm of snow in your backyard.
It’s lovely that the cat you missed pops in to say hello when you get home.
It’s nice that the cat’s favourite spot is your bed.
It’s a shame when you’re allergic to cats.
It’s excruciating on a cracked rib when you wake up sneezing.
But it’s all worth it.