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... Grandma for that kind of luck: thanks Grandma.
The lift took me to Bad Gastein. I then had a race against time to taxi back to Angertal to return my gear. 10 minutes to spare, tight but a success none-the-less.
We attempted aprčs ski at the umbrella bar, capacity 100, currently 200 people inside, one of whom was behind the bar. This was not the place for the thirsty. Patience was not optional. Waiting there though was. We went across the road to ...
... than infectious, it makes you feel great. What a hero. I found this all very tiring. Hugh reminded me that I have lucozade tablets, they were necessary, I was crashing. Perked up I let out a sigh “get on with it, what do you think you are on a holiday or something?” Hannis prompted.
Windy afternoon back with Julian, this meant no return visit to the fun park as planned and just freestyle practice at lower altitudes, great ...
... piste, he inadvertently cut the snow, caused an avalanche, got into the path of the avalanche, fell over face down head first down the mountain and waited, able to hear the dull rumble of several tonnes of snow heading in his direction wishing to bury him, to die. He was with two friends. He didn’t die. They dug him out and collectively they took it easy for the rest of the day.
[Forgot his name] was very interesting to talk to, his philosophy was ...
I know the way today, up the mountain, down the mountain, in the right direction, not just on time for school, early! My reward: I hear beautiful singing & guitar playing; it's Róisín that I met on the bus the other day playing on the radio show. Nice work Róisín! Also to her credit, I asked and was granted the request to play 3 chords (badly) on her guitar, I miss my strings.
Virtually everything Julian teaches us today is "this ...
... a snowball on the back of your hand - to do this you won a beer, I won a beer, but I had it revoked since I had stood Julian up the night before: I’d expected I could convince my buddies to head to Bad Gastein for old times sake but we got distracted with Bad Hofgastein’s offerings.
The aprčs ski was at umbrella. The chap who offered to look after my wig was still wearing it, good lad, I asked him to continue to ...