After leaving the decadent and delicious chocolate festival in Norway I decided to burn a few calories on and off the ski hills in Ischgl, Austria. Ischgl is infamous for very lively après-ski parties and as usual, I was not disappointed. The queen of party animals herself was there in top form. Ms. Hilton and I met on a chairlift and enjoyed a few impromptu races down the hill until a swarm of paparazzi began to form at the lift line. We ditched our skis midway down, scrambled through some trees, borrowed a sled from a maintenance area and sped away.It was a bit of a challenge, but I managed to maneuver the machine past any curious onlookers and deliver her to the Vantare Platinum Plus luxury coach she had ordered for just such an emergency escape. The photo above was taken by her chef just as we arrived.
She invited me in for lunch and eventually the conversation drifted to the hotel business. We are tossing around ideas for a joint venture...private, cozy and luxurious destinations tucked away somewhere in Canada. Hot Hostels? Haute Hotels? Blue Star Spas?
6 comments:
Paris? Business? That would be like asking her for acting tips.
Right...she was asking me for some!
She is very good at shopping tips though.
But not very good at party tips. Especially after no-one came to her birthday party.
That's what she gets for not inviting me.
You weren't invited? Really? Woo! Everyone else was! Maybe the invite got lost in the mail.
Or stolen!
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