Skiing and Toasted Cheeses

To celebrate the conclusion of our time in the UK, Jacks and myself decided to head off to Austria and do a bit of skiing. We had a couple of lessons and during the week we improved substantially. The town was really pretty and we had more than enough snow (and beer). The only negative was that Jackie could choose either a toasted cheese or a toasted cheese and ketchup for lunch.

We entered the downhill slalom (in the intermediate section) at the end of the week and both performed superbly. I have started realising that most commonly the highlights of a week of skiing are the wipe outs. Ours was no different. Jack's number 1 was a superb ski ejection jump that saw her landing and sliding off piste (and pissed off) on her chin. Mine involved my chest and one of my poles and resulted in a bright yellow bruise and C-shaped pole.