Allison's Wonderland

Whoever invented Ski boots is a Sado-Masochist. Meaning a person who derives gratification by inflicting or receiving pain. Ski boots are seriously a nightmare and trying to walk up or down stairs in those things is awful. It took me about 20 minutes to get the silly things on and when I was done, it felt like I didn't have feet because my blood was no longer flowing to that region of my body. Anyway, I decided to go skiing yesterday because the morning was absolutely beautiful. Not too cold, blue skies, and the sun was shining. I get my boots on, which Valeria was so wonderful to let me borrow, and then grab my skis from the closet downstairs, which Simona let me borrow. I'm just a bum I guess.

I walk outside of the garage of our building and this is what I find. It's snowing, there is fog all over the mountain and it's freezing cold. Now I have a choice to make. Go back inside to the warm building and haul all of my stuff up to my apartment, or get on the slope. So, I decide to ski. Now I haven't been on skis in about three years so I was a tad bit rusty. I round the first little corner, hit a patch of really fluffy snow and fall over. My face was frozen and I just sat on the slope for like 5 minutes pondering the choice I had just made. Well there was no turning back now unless I wanted to ski to the road and walk back up in the ski boots that I love so much. So I get my bum up and ski to the bottom. Grab a pass for two hours, and head to the ski lift. I don't know what it is about the ski lift, but it always makes me nervous. I think it stems from the fact that when I first went skiing at like 12 years old I had a bad experience where I fell right in front of the seat and the guy had to turn off the lift for me. Everybody was pointing and laughing, and it was just an all around humiliating experience. Needless to say they always make me a tad bit nervous.

So I get up to where you enter the little area and I wait for the little gate to open. Well I'm not fast enough on the uptake so I kind of get stuck in between the gate opening and closing. I wiggle my way through it and almost get hit by one of the chairs. The guy operating the chair lift just looks at me and rolls his eyes like I'm the biggest idiot he's ever seen. I ended up getting a seat and I did not fall, so I was proud. I only went down like 3 or 4 times because I was freezing. I didn't have the little protective goggles. Only sun glasses and the wind was whipping my eyes so hard that tears were just streaming from my eyes. I had a good little time though with just me and myself. It was a bummer though because I had to pay an extra 5 euro for the lift pass and once you return it you get the 5 euro back. Well we live at the top of the hill so I wasn't about to return that pass and then walk home. Not sure if I'll see that five euro again. :(