Every morning I have to scrape the ice off of the windows on the car. Now, I live in the valley some 600 metres below the level of the resort. The temperature has been -8 at its lowest outside my flat.
So yesterday was my day off so I went out with one of the guys from the hire shop and a receptionist from one of the hotels in the resort. We all had pretty much of a disaster. And we all found something other than ourselves to blame. Cristoph said he had Giant Slalom skis and was trying to do too short a turn, Anna was stationary on an icy slope when she just slid away and with me a boarder (snow type, not the public school type) came off the edge of the snow right in front of me, I swerved to avoid him ski went away I went up in the air and really crashed down. This broke my helmet not major but the inside harness bit. And today I have a bit of whiplash.
Everywhere was pretty crowded as all the countries surrounding Austria appears to be on holiday. This was not good.
Anna had not got to bed until 4.00 am so she was dozing everytime we stopped and when we were on the lifts. In the end we stopped for a drink then called it a day at about 2.30. Mind you we had done the 6km run four times and a load of other runs as well. We had a great lunch of Kassespatzerknudel suppe, which is a soup with a big cheese dumpling thing in it. Gorgeous, to borrow an expression.
With the helmet now busted I had to get a new one, so I poodled off down to Spittal which is about 30 minutes south of the resort on the motorway. Started great then the snow got heavier. I bought a new helmet, €129 thank you. When I came back to the car there was quite a bit of snow on it. So I headed back quick before I needed to put chains on.
Back in my neck of the woods not a flake of snow, and we need it pretty badly. Still my landlord says it will come in this evening and tomorrow.
The locals say that we need an Italian depression, I wouldn't have thought that would be hard to find!
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