(written by Craig)
Our prayer is granted.. we wake up to snow gently falling and swirling. Lyn excitedly drags Craig from his bed so we can experience the snow - first hand, in the -4 degrees.
Our wee rental car has a light dusting of snow, and it's only 7am. After a quick breakfast we ask the hotel reception where the best place is to rent ski gear - unfortunately, language gets in the way and we get broken english explanations about ski buses, ski fields and ski runs... all very useful but not what we asked for. So we head off to a ski rental place we saw yesterday, hoping they are decent and can "Parla Inglese" (speak English).
The rental place was fab - everything we needed and great service... by 10am we are waiting for the snow squirral (free ski bus). After a 5min bus trip we are at the base of the Gondola - quickly purchasing a 2 day ski pass, we are ready for our first run. We were so nervous that we would take the wrong turn and get one of the elite runs made for the winter olympians. We gingerly move off for our first run...
Wow!! It was amazing skiing amidst snow covered pine trees, and the run took a full hour! Awesome!!!
We ended up doing only 4 runs in our 6hr day as they were all so long and utterly amazing!! Sorry NZ ski fields - we came to Italy hoping it would be good, but it was way better than we ever dreamed - Cadrona eat your heart out!
On one of the trip back up the Gondola we were accompanied by a group of German speaking skiers. Amidst all their unrecognisable language we heard (spoken in English with a strong German accent) "MayDay, MayDay... we are zinking!! ... What are you zinking about??" Too funny hearing Germans joking about their own accents.
Utterly exhausted we take the squirrel back home. Can't wait to get the ski boots off, give eachother a foot rub (we are allowed to we're married), have a rest, and find a decent pizza joint.
Our prayer is granted.. we wake up to snow gently falling and swirling. Lyn excitedly drags Craig from his bed so we can experience the snow - first hand, in the -4 degrees.
Our wee rental car has a light dusting of snow, and it's only 7am. After a quick breakfast we ask the hotel reception where the best place is to rent ski gear - unfortunately, language gets in the way and we get broken english explanations about ski buses, ski fields and ski runs... all very useful but not what we asked for. So we head off to a ski rental place we saw yesterday, hoping they are decent and can "Parla Inglese" (speak English).
The rental place was fab - everything we needed and great service... by 10am we are waiting for the snow squirral (free ski bus). After a 5min bus trip we are at the base of the Gondola - quickly purchasing a 2 day ski pass, we are ready for our first run. We were so nervous that we would take the wrong turn and get one of the elite runs made for the winter olympians. We gingerly move off for our first run...
Wow!! It was amazing skiing amidst snow covered pine trees, and the run took a full hour! Awesome!!!
We ended up doing only 4 runs in our 6hr day as they were all so long and utterly amazing!! Sorry NZ ski fields - we came to Italy hoping it would be good, but it was way better than we ever dreamed - Cadrona eat your heart out!
On one of the trip back up the Gondola we were accompanied by a group of German speaking skiers. Amidst all their unrecognisable language we heard (spoken in English with a strong German accent) "MayDay, MayDay... we are zinking!! ... What are you zinking about??" Too funny hearing Germans joking about their own accents.
Utterly exhausted we take the squirrel back home. Can't wait to get the ski boots off, give eachother a foot rub (we are allowed to we're married), have a rest, and find a decent pizza joint.
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