Ski Trip

A few weeks ago Nadia was away in Amsterdam with a friend for the weekend so I decided to have a boy’s weekend away up in Sierra Nevada. Now the guys I was going skiing with had never skied before and one of them had not even seen the snow apart from the snow you see at the back of the freezer as they grew up in South Africa.

So we made our way up the ski resort which is about 3 hours away by car from Gibraltar. As any long road trip it was uneventful and a bit boring. When we got to the resort, apart from it being busy like any other weekend up there, it was also super cold. The car was indicating it was -3, whilst Gib was +15 degrees Celsius a few hours earlier. We settled into our nice warm apartment and it did not take us very long to start having a few drinks before dinner.

 

After dinner we went to a bar called Crescendo which is close to the slopes, as it is the best chill out bar up in the resort. We all had rum that night which was a good idea to start with but we ended up having 4 fairly large rums each, which racked up a bill of 120 euros!!!  And as we were heading back to the apartment I suggested to have one more beer before we went up which turned out to be 3 more. You can see where this is going…

The next day we all discovered that skiing with a hangover is not the best of ideas and even the weather had turned nasty for us. However we still braved it and still went up for a day on the slopes. The two other guys went for their 1^st snowboard lesson and I went to my own lesson until lunch. I spent the afternoon on the baby slopes with my mates as the weather was not very pleasant, but the guys got a lot of chance to practice their new skills, which were mainly falling and sitting on their bums, as it goes for new snowboarders.

The next day the weather had not improved much but the resort was still open. As we all still had our ski passes valid for the day we decided to hit the slopes even if it was for an hour or 2. I also learnt my lesson from the day before and was not hung-over that morning.  When we got the slopes there was very few people walking about let alone skiing as there was a thick and heavy fog, mixed with rain, which for me is the worst condition to ski in.

We only managed to ski until lunch before calling it a day. I enjoyed my weekend away with the lads, and they have picked up a new sport, which they want to continue practicing.