Day 210-211: a great weekend at the snow!
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Paul couldn't wait for all of us to finish breakfast. He announced that he was going down to buy the ski passes. Ok we meet you down there.
After we all got ready.. Some took longer than others, we met Paul down at the snow. He was impatiently waiting, but still waiting, and had bought us all ski passes. Thanks Pauly!
We then went up and down three times and had a blast. We even went down the intermediate run. Paul was a natural! He is so confidant which resulted in him being quite good at it. By the last run he was so fast! He even went off a few jumps! It was really great fun. Hubert videoed a lot of it too which will make great thing to look back on haha we were both so wobbly. Marc and Hubert are both really good at skiing so they had no problems. They even went over the jumps too! With ease! I really wanted to but as I approached them every single time I chucked out. Probably a good thing, knowing me I would have ended up with a broken neck. Maybe if I was wearing a helmet. And I don't think our travel insurance covers that either!
At the base of the intermediate run the four of us had a drink at a snow pub. It was really cool to think that the only way one could access this place was via the snow slopes.. And we made it! The hill was so steep to get there, but we did it!
After another run, we met charly for lunch at 12 o'clock.
Charly didn't feel like skiing today because she had a cruise for Italy the following week. she didn't want to break her leg before the week away. She is a beginner like us. But she was really happy to relax, read her book, use the sauna and sleep. She said she needed it.
Lunch was good in the cafeteria. Charly and I had gnocchi with a creamy spinach sauce and the boys had a sausage each with chips, mustard and tomato sauce.
The boys then had a shot of vodka each and we went back up the slopes. First stop, more jumps! Paul had the biggest stack. He flew cover the jump and landed crooked and then skidded on his back another 20 metres or so down the slope. I was watching him from a bit below. It was so hilarious.
We went down and up and down and up until the last chair lift. We then glided down being a bit silly as we went. Paul and I were trying to tackle one another and had 2 giant stacks. One which resulted in being completely twisted around like a game of twister, resulting in us having to unclip our boots from our skis, and the other us lying both flat on our backs. The latter was complimented by Hubert skidding infront of us and covering us both with snow. We were all laughing hysterically by this stage. It really was so much fun!
We skied over to our favourite little pub after this last slope. There we met up with charly, had some delicious cherry brandys and hot rum with tea. Hubert decided that we should all play draw the shortest straw with the tea mixers he had collected from the bar. We all agreed that the person who drew the shortest stick would have to go out into the freshly ploughed snow, walk up the little hill infront of the pub then slide down it. It was pretty dark by this stage so we could only just see this hill infront of us.
Guess who drew the shortest straw? Yours truly.
So up I stomped. The snow was so fresh and powdery that I sunk almost to my knees. I made it a little up the hill and then the lights from the snow plough turned on. Ah! I quickly slid down on my bum and ran half way back to the pub. The lights from the snow plough turned off and I decided to earn extra brownie points for my dare and make a snow angel.
I was so cold by the time got back inside brrrrrrrrr.
After the game we all walked into town which was about 1 km down the hill. The guys decided to go the slippery dangerous way. Charly and I thought otherwise. We were soon joined by Hubert. What a nice guy!
Dinner in town was ok, not as good as last nights! But we were all in good spirits. Marc for some reason decided to wear the broken snow boots down, doing a repeat of me and covering the floor in black rubber. I think this night shall be the final goodbye for these now famous snow boots.
After dinner we walked up the hill to a night club on the snow which was playing terrible hits. It was kindof catchy and we had a little dance. I wish I wasn't so tired however. After three drinks at the club, watching a number of drunks get up on the bar and dance and us having a little dance for ourselves we began to wander back to our lodge.
Suddenly charly begins running up the hill. I attempted to follow her, however my dodgy shoes resulted in me slipping on my bum a few times. She got to the top, began squealing and rolled down the entire hill giggling contagiously. It was so funny! She said it took her right back to her childhood. She used to do it all the time. What a great night!!
On Sunday we all had breakfast together and then charly and Hubert headed home. They gifted us with some really lovely farewell presents before they left. It was so nice of them. They gave us Bavarian chocolates and a homemade blue and purple woolen purse for me. Was so nice of them. We love you guys!
Marc, Paul and I left shortly afterwards. We had a nice little stop over in Harachov which is also a ski town near the border of Poland. There marc reminisced about his former times there with his friends. He told us some hilarious stories and showed us the location of some of his adventures.
We bought a few souvenirs and had a very nice lunch before heading back to Berlin.
The drive was good, it went fast, even though we did take a massive detour again. All these road changes! Geeez! We listened to some great songs along the way. I probably drowned Paul and marc with my singing.
We arrived home at about 6:30pm and were shortly afterwards gifted with a visit from David with some money for us. He stayed about an hour and we had some great chats about the universe. It's funny how we always dive straight into these topics whenever we hang out. Nice to see you!
After David left Paul and I did one last pack and checked over everything. It was now midnight and we had to leave the house at 2:30am for Paul to catch his flight home. We had a little bit of a sad evening as it both suddenly hit us what was happening. We are going to really miss one another.
But let us not take away from the most wonderful weekend we had with our friends. A really great farewell to Paul. Experiencing a European winter and learning to ski! What a blast!