Monday, February 12, 2007
Spring Break...Part 2
I'm alive!! Its a good thing, given that I was throwing myself down mountains all weekend with flat things strapped to my feet. Yep, that's right, skiing. Thursday morning I was back on the road out of Trutnov, headed towards Pec Pod Snezkou. There, I joined my first host family again. They have already been so generous and kind, I am so lucky to be able to be a part of that family. For an hour and a half in the morning, I was introduced to my instructor and fitted for boots, skiis, and poles. In a little open area off of the bunny slope, I learned the basics of putting on the skiis, going downhill, and stopping. Then, I hit the bunny slope, surrounded by lots of little kids and supervising parents. After a quick lesson on stopping, it was lunch time. In the afternoon, I learned some basic turning and had more practicing. IN the late afternoon, I rested and watched Harry Potter with Misa. Dinner was at the hotel, and I spent the evening with Katka and some of her friends. Friday morning, I learned more turning, and had more stopping practice. Stopping was not one of my strong points, as I found out when I ran into random Czechs at the bottom of the little slope. That afternoon, we moved to a slightly bigger slope and worked at higher speeds and steeper slopes. I also worked more on getting up when I fell. Dinner was also at the hotel and I spent the evening with the family in the cocktail bar, where all us kids had our refreshing virgin mojitos, even Misa. Saturday was my big day. I was all suited up and ready to go at 9:00, when I caught the ski bus with my instructor. we went to a Blue slope (the easiest of the colors) and ran down it for most of the morning. Right before lunch, we also went down a red slope, the medium difficulty. After a quick lunch of Mexican food (yum), we went back to the blue slope for a few hours. To reward ourselves for hard work, my teacher suggested ice cream, and I agreed. Unfortunately, the cafe was halfway down another red slope, I though I was going to punge to the bottom the entire way. I went at a snail's pace, much to the frustration of people wizzing past me. Boy was I happy to be at the bottom a little while later. The rest of the afternoon was spent watching more movies with Misa and nursing my sore limbs. 6 hours of skiing left me in a bit of pain.... I went to sleep early that night, after dinner and tea at the hotel. Sunday was a laid back day. I went swimming with Katka, Misa, and Karel (my host sisters and dad), then had breakfast, packed, and read a while. After lunch, I waited on Karel to finish up some work, then we returned to Trutnov and I had a nice evening relaxing with my current host family.
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Skiing is not so fun at first but once you get the hang of it it is alot of fun. So dont give up.
First of all, I agree with your friend Joshua Leu. Your comment "Stopping was not one of my strong points, as I found out when I ran into random Czechs at the bottom of the little slope." Really made me laugh. The way you write that really brings out your dry, sarcastic humor, lol! Your writing skills are getting even better every time you write a journal, I can tell. I'm sure they are getting better in Czech as well. Is mexican food good in the Czech Republic? I WANNA GO SKIIN WITH YOU DANG IT!! That would be very fun. FYI you are probably struggling less than when I started skiing because you are older. I fell so much and I got emotional when I was a little girl. My frustration was at its top peak back then. To see everyone else having fun while I fall down always made me mad...lol
Does Harry Potter have a British accent while speaking czech (or was the czech in subtitles? Does it feel wierd swimming with people that are hard to speak to or is most of your socializing non-verbal? (or do you already feel super comfortable speaking?) Guess what? Apparently I am going to D.C. for spring break starting this friday (we have a short week). We really have to figure out some time to meet this summer. We HAVE to. My mom was like, "oh, well maybe you can see her NEXT spring break..." AHHHH! That's forever and a half!
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