It's Sunday afternoon and nearly all10,000 Birkie skiers and 30,000 cowbell ringers have gone home.
Fisherhubby and I are in no hurry to head back to the routine of our everyday lives, so we are lingering.
Perhaps Fisherhubby will avail himself of the jacuzzi later but I, not being a hot tub fan (nor fan of any tub for that matter) shall not.
Tomorrow will come soon enough and we shall then wend our way back to the real world and home.
Hayward, we love you and we shall be back.