Showing posts with label skiing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label skiing. Show all posts

Monday, May 7, 2012

German snow pants

Germans do not wear lederhosen and dirndls as often as you think (or would like to think). In fact, unless you're in Bavaria, they probably don't wear lederhosen or dirndls at all. Boooooooooooo. This is obviously a huge disappointment for people (no one in particular, I'm sure) who purchased a dirndl in hopes - nay, in expectation - of having many opportunities to wear it and, three years later, have never worn it.

But this happened.


This guy takes the cake. Literally: if I had had cake, I would have given it to him. Not that he needs it, because he's doing just fine.

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Long weekend to-do list

Colour (and hide and hunt for and eat) Easter eggs. Check, check, check, and check!


Reenact Titanic. Check!


Cuddle with taxidermied marmot. Check!


Run three-legged ski race. Check!


Make giant snowman. Check!


And ski a bit, of course. Check! See how my legs seem to be going in two different directions? Yeah, that happened a lot.


Saturday, April 14, 2012

And a good time was had by all

Have you ever wanted to see a video of me getting thrown down a steep slope? Well then today is your lucky day!

We spent the Easter long weekend hanging out in a hut in Austria and ski-touring on the mountains nearby. On the last (and sunniest!) day, we took a break halfway down the mountain to play in the fresh snow and I burned the underside of my nose, which I do not recommend.



If you listen closely, you can hear me say "I'm a little worried that you're going to..." right before I get pushed. Now I'm not saying that I'm always right, I'm just saying that in this case, I was totally right.