Much like pineapples, I am hardcore. (thisgirliknow) wrote,
Much like pineapples, I am hardcore.

Grüß Gott

Melissa got off the ski bus at 9:30 a.m., and was on the Black Diamond trail by 1:30. Not.

We had a lesson with a private ski instructor, and I promise I tried. My ski boots were wayy to small (we didn't know how they were supposed to fit!) and constant pain was the name of the game. Still I muddled through for quite awhile. I skated with our teacher Mona, and I learned quite well how to walk sideways up a hill, which is what we spent most of our time doing, it seemed. After about an hour I quit and went to the cafe at the top of the mountain.

After Vivi wussed out as well, we made snowmen and I ate some Alpine snow. It was delicious and powdery and melted on my tongue. Unfortunately when we got on the bus out of the freezing cold, the snow also melted through my non-waterproof gloves.

I don't mean to complain though! I don't think I am cut out for skiing, but I definitely did have a good time, and I am really glad we got to ski! At least now I know :)

Oh, the Alps are ridiculously gorgeous, by the way. Words cannot and will not explain. I doubt even pictures could (but they will try, after I get back).
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