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Garry has seen me on my first day on the slopes, when I sucked at snowboarding. He has seen me gently improve over the years such as I sucked slightly less at snowboarding. He's a very supportive and empathetic character and gives wonderful feeling praise when he sees you doing good. I could not wait to show off Don the freestyler’s new skills. We had a run or two down the mountain together, I showed off, it was fun. I even convinced Rory and [forgot her name ...
... 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 ...
... protect my noggin. Maybe kneepads too.
I had earmarked today as the day I will return to Bad Gastein for old-time’s sake, to dance on the tables at the Swedish bar and watch the guy singing and playing guitar while downing shots and if I’m really lucky: vomit into the guitar. The route over the mountain started with the T-bar (no sexual partner this time) across some blues (freestyle jumping), getting a bit lost at spaghetti junction followed ...
... 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 ...
... Afterwards we got dinner at the hotel. The table across from us had a 12 people strong bowling team aged 50 to 90. These guys were doing a presentation by a flipchart and smiling all the time, we’ll have to make friends.
We decided to try out the ever so quiet seeming Irish bar. You go in, it’s visibly empty from the outside, not even a bar, then you go through the next door, it’s still pretty empty, ...