|me in Salzburg|
The drive was great. We stopped every two hours to rotate seats since the person that had to sit in the middle in the back didn't have the most comfy position. We stopped in Salzburg for lunch and enjoyed the warm weather and much needed bathrooms. Before we arrived in Austria, there is a stretch of road that a game is played. Apparently it is played by MANY Czech families, since I have talked to some other people who also play the same game in this place. The game is called: Count the Prostitutes. But since we were there early in the morning, we didn't see any....I guess it was too early for them to make any money.
|our cabin was the top one|
|Pozza di Fassa|
|Restaurant at top of mountain|
|me day 1|
My mom taught me how to ski but since I have not skied in about 10 years I was/am a little out of shape. My mom's voice rang in my mind, telling me to traverse back and forth, back and forth....while doing so, the tears started to fall, I think I swore a couple swear words, I know I definitely screamed, "I HATE SKIING" at some point through the waterfall of tears. I finally made it to the bottom a little after Romana and crew zipped down the hill to meet me. Through tears, I explain how I had fallen on the slope and twisted my right knee very badly and landed on my left shoulder. If I was watching myself through the fall...I would have scored it a 8 for most classic, skies flying everywhere, fall. Priceless.
When we got back, my knee was completely swollen and we got snow from outside to make an ice pack. From then on...I was the gimp. Lucky me. Lesson learned: I absolutely LOVE LOVE LOVE the skiing atmosphere and being in the mountains, but I don't like skiing.
|restaurant on way up to Sella Ronda|
everyone has this picture but at the beach in a bathing suit....thought it was appropriate to give the skiing perspective of heaven :)
|me finding things to do in town|
Sunday we left around 8am for home. This time, everyone was exhausted so most of the drive back was spent sleeping. We were all eagerly awaiting the area so we could play our: Count the Prostitutes game again. Just when we crossed the border from Austria back into The Czech Republic we were able to play the game. We counted 16 prostitutes in about a 2 mile stretch of road. It sounds kind of bad to be excited to count the prostitutes but "when in Rome...." I guess 16 is a new record.