- Shuttle bus service
- Meeting rooms/conference facilities
- Minbar in room
- Adult pool
- Heated pool
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... from Garry’s class to tell me I’m an awesome snowboarder (sometimes praise doesn’t have to be sincere J).
Once down to Angertal, we found Mark, he’d already traded his gear in (cough) wimp (couth)! He very kindly agreed to come up the beginners slope to watch me and my new skills.
I then had a run with some of the ski instructors: they were learning the snowboard so the pace was lovely. I enjoyed that very much, got ...
... my thighs hurt.
Very very rewarding day, best day ever, again. I waited for the lads for apres ski for all of 5 minutes, then decided to disco nap. I got on the bus home, fell asleep and took that sleep straight to bed for a solid 5 hour disco nap.
I donned my pimp suit for a couple of hours out with the boys, nothing too strenuous. For the one-for-the-road Mark and I went into the Irish bar, they were kicking out so we did a shot and ...
Early up, at Angertal early, saw Dustin the Turkey on the radio show. Introduced myself to him after and got a photo for Greg who only a few weeks ago introduced me via youtube to Dustin the Turkey. Had a nice chat about how nice Luton is.
In the afternoon, we were treated to the fun park. Jumps which could be jumped over. There is a T-bar to the top which is steep. I coupled up with Hugh to ride to the top (me little spoon, he big spoon) and in polite ...
... painfully (albeit not fast). Now: playground! Jumps, tricks, falling painfully and congratulating yourself for doing so in a new and unique way. The single most rewarding day on the board ever (so far).
In other news, while doing the jumps, I was struggling to find the confidence jumping off ramps. I know the cure for this: Hot chocolate and rum. As it happens, I wasn’t ready for such a drink. I blame the chocolate. After lunch I ...
... 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 après 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 ...