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Val Thorens ski resort – 9th February 2018
TWENTY FOUR HOURS AGO, Myra resided in the 7th arrondissement which is recognized as the heart of Paris. A walk in the snow could be the best way to savor life in the wintry atmosphere. Nostalgically attractive, sophisticated, the best views of Eiffel; it is the ultimate neighborhood overflowing with charm.
However the interference of Amaya Azar as a sponsor under a fake local name alternated the Paris trip of the Qatari students.
Friday is meant to be visiting Louvre museum and the weekend would have been free. The parents would have taken the responsibility to roam their kids where they could have shopped souvenirs for home and relatives.
Instead, they boarded Air France on Friday morning, some excited and some annoyed whether parents or students and landed at Chambery Airport in the afternoon. Yet they still had more than an hour ride to the ski resort in Val Thorens.
Mr. Owais had given a prepared speech where on his order everyone gathered in the dining room at nine thirty p.m. after a long day of strolling in Versailles gardens.
"I have good news for you all. A French businesswoman by the name of Sophie Fours has affirmed that one of you students have been of great help to her during our visit to the Basilica."
Dubious looks were exchanged by the students. If Mr. Owais did not look proud of them, someone would have already spilled out who and when?
"Impressed by the generosity, she did a small research on our class and decided to upgrade and pay for a weekend skiing trip at Val Thorens for the entire class including teachers and parents. Isn't it wonderful news? It's already winter and we are getting the chance of a skiing trip in one of the top resorts of Europe. This is a first for our school."
Not everyone's faces approved yet a booming round of applause dominated the room.
"Pack your bags right now because we are leaving at six a.m. tomorrow."
The stunned faces of the night owls were a hilarious sight as slouched and quick bodies rushed to obey Mr. Owais order. Emraan and Myra shared a brief glance and went towards their respective rooms.
Amaya Azar has acted pretty fast.
In the bus, Zaynoul linked his arm against hers and rested his head on her shoulder. Grateful that its low snores instead of the usual loud and musical ones coming from him, Myra refrained from disturbing his nap. She is one among the few in the 'parents' group who is wakeful.
The view of endless towns, little villages sandwiched between forests and mountain ranges were awe-inspiring. The road convoluted, sometimes wet from rainfalls due to which the driver took all his time. Signs of rock falling were all along the way. Yet, Myra's afresh found wanderlust fueled.
