Skiing over
Just got back home from Austria and am experiencing that sickly feeling of reality, as it washes me with a sobering wave of melancholic reverie. However, I am still feeling somewhat freed from my regular routine. Just somewhere in my head are some rather inspiring thoughts which I hope I can nurture into something definitive over the remainder of the weekend, before I get caught up and trapped once again in the river of routine and work.
Oh well, it has been good to ski again and my skiing confidence has definitely improved since last time.
To sum the whole week up…
Best points
- being up in those snowy mountains with the sun beating down…
- the feel of the snow still gliding under ski’s at night when I shut my eyes…
- sipping an ice cold beer at the end of each day with that “been doing stuff outdoors” feeling…
- fantastic (really amazing) food at my hotel - the Impul Tirol. This has been the best food I’ve eaten in years by far.
Worst points
- being too dumb to check my ski boots out and adjust them properly…
- sitting alone every evening in a busy restaurant full of couples and groups, awkwardly trying to feel natural…
- not being able to share this experience with anyone… (although on a couple of occasions I did cross paths and drink beer with a nice chap from Oxford who was good company - thanks mate).
- should have gone to ski school too…
Maybe I’ll try snow boarding next time.
And the pictures… Click the image below to see more.
