When you said “too adorable in one place”, you mean the latest from the face of Dolce & Gabbana, Bianca Balti and her darling daughter Matilde doing day to day chores around the house.
For my best and worst, thanks for always being there for me.
Happy birthday baby sister.
I love you.
Woke on in the morning, put on our ski boots and drove to ski tube. We arrived the ski tube around 8 in the morning, all excited to hit the slopes and fall on our asses. It was a sunny day, filled with warm sunshine and the weather was just perfect for ski. We chose to stay off mountain because it was way cheaper to stay here than on mountain. We stayed on mountain the last time, it definitely save half to an hour of our time but if to budget wise, we prefer to stay off mountain.
Of course, there is nothing fun about verging on frost bite of your extremities and snot iced on your face, but the feeling of adrenalin rush of skiing down the slopes and how you are able to control your speed during that wins it all. The second day was rather pleasing, after I resume my skills at the bunny slopes ( accompanied by helpful instructor ), he brought us up to a higher place with lifts. I was anxious and bothered by my previous experience, but I went with them anyway. It was phenomenal. We enjoyed the spectacular views of the lakes and now its my turn to throw snowballs at noob skier who can’t stand on their feet on steep slope. But of course I didn’t. We got to the top, which was not the main skiing area, with a tons of different hill choices. We chose the green terrain. Well, as it turns out, surprisingly, this one was a lot more easier than the bunny slope!
Me and Haan skied to an area which is the cross line between blue and black and ended up we were stuck in the woods and couldn’t skied down the sloped due to the thick snow and branches and grass. So we took our ski off the ski boots and walked down. It’s definitely not easy as it sound. When I took my first step off the ski, my leg submerge into the snow and it’s immediately went as high to my thigh. So we spent half and hour walking down while carrying our poles and heavy skis where the expert can easily skied down in 3 minutes. The worst was the wind decided to blow our map away. Oh well, FOL.
Finally, we reached a slope that’s as steep as 90 degree, and that’s not the worst. There was a streamline flowing just right beside it and I believe falling into that stream will not make our trip down to the main skiing area any easier. Anyhow, we got down safely, and met Wan on the flat ground with his snow board.
We got down to the nearest station and had our lunch between happy valley( if I remembered it correctly), and met this awesome old man who sells beverage and food behind this small little shops. He has the best smile on his face, that ease our sore to the lowest. He serves the best hot chocolate in the world and please remember to try their sausage roll and peas pies. It was the best ever. That was my second time there, he recognized me and gave me a Cadbury bear lollipop. Bless you kind old man.
On day 3, we finished exploring Perisher mountain so we took the ski tube to blue cow which offers steeper runs and wide selection of versatile terrain. It was great until we decided to do cross mountain ski to go back to Perisher instead of taking the damn ski tube. It was a road with not many skier and a lot more steep than others. The area has to railing beside the road and if you trip, you die, end of story. We skied very cautiously to reach but it was too difficult! Wan was on snowboard so it was easier for him to walk up and down the slopes. Haan carried my gears and walked behind me so I don’t fall on my ass and roll down the cliff while skiing up the slopes. Finally, we saw the god-save-us lifts right infront of us even though there was some distance away but at lease we saw something that’s worth our effort. We were thrilled and too happy thus Haan decided that we should take a break. We stopped and catch our breath and enjoy the painting- like view on top of the mountain. Scenery are best enjoyed when your mind is free from worry. Wan took off his glove and showed it off to us that he is able to withstand the cold while we stifle a little chuckle under my sleeve. Credits to him for the photos anyway.
Then I got snowballed from Wan. And the fight began.
It’s getting darker so we decided to get going.
Went back to hotel, take a hot bath, grocery shopping and snuggle in my warm socks in my warm bed with in his arm.
I have always fancy holidays that features beaches and sunshine, a heavy contrast to this holiday. However, it wasn’t that bad after all.
Reminiscing the first time of my ski trip, it was… horrible. I fell on the slope and some mischievous kids were throwing snowballs at me while they were up on the lifts looking at me struggling to stand on the steep. And also due to peer pressure, I followed the rest of my friends up to the mountain without mastering the main platform and fell on a rock, my left ski went off from my ski boots and hit directly onto my knee while my right leg was in twisted position because the ski was still attached. It was horrible, I couldn’t stand up, and suffered breathing problem due to heavy snowing. All I remembered was snorting ice from both of my mouth and nose. Intense pain hit my kneecap when I tried standing up. I just couldn’t. Thus Haan set up a cross with my skis indicating, “Help needed”/ “SOS” in order to receive attention from other ski-er. Haan couldn’t leave me alone in the snow to go to the next station so he was more than nervous searching for people to help out while I was lying down on the snow, snorting ice from my nose. So peeps, when you are helpless out there in the snow, remember to put a cross using your ski(s) so first, people would have avoided you instead of knock you over and second, it showed that you need help.
Finally a guy stopped and asked if I am doing okay, and obviously I can’t answer him but showed him a thumb down pose with my hand. He cautiously touched my knee and said he will find help. Minutes later in the cold, first aid were here to help me out. I was wrapped in warm blankets, transferred onto sled and special lifts to get to the hospital. It turned out that my ligament was tore, but in a very minimal way. No sport for three months, Yay! Lol.
Yeah, that was me.
So, things were better during my second trip, and so we decided to plan a ski trip annually to different country. We went to Thredbo Village last year and we chose Perisher, the Snowy Mountain this year, and it was FANTASTIC.
We got our lift pas and rented a car and drive up to Snowy Mountain, which is around 8 hours drive from Newcastle. We chose to stayed in Jindabyne ( look up my previous post), which is an amazing small town and hey, remember to try our their salivating beef burger in Segafredo. We rented our ski gears, and went up to the mountain around 2 in the afternoon via the express train. It’s 6 minutes drive away from Jindabyne city anyway.
Baaaaaa. Couldn’t find pictures taken from my Iphone. How frustrating.
Bottles of beers, hot chocolate and companion by good friends, I can’t figure out any better way to spend winter other than this.
Will blog about the rest soon!