ski tripi'm back from ski trip a few days ago, but have been busy since arriving back in london at 6am, instead of the predicted 10am. was busy with unpacking my stuff, cleaning my room and getting ready for the arrival of cairong. after which, spending most of my time with her and resting.
the ski trip came too fast... and ended too fast. b4 i knew it, i was in the coach on the way to the alps soon after rushing back from a useless lecture in the afternoon. there were lots of stops along the way which, although made the 17hr coach ride seemed much shorter, was pretty unwelcome when i was in a deep sleep and had to wake up for the toilet break. =P but soon the snow capped mountain was seen and the awesome view of the layer of snow cover on everything was simply breathtaking. never knew that i could actually be present at where i thought could only be seen from tv and postcards.
the first day of skiing was exciting yet demoralizing. i was so eager to learn how to ski... yet my fear and nervousness hindered my learning. many were already flying down the slopes steadily as though it wasn't their first time... but there i was, falling at every possible area on the nursery slope. i was so tensed my skis couldn't even slide down the slope even though i was
trying to move. conclusion of the day: skiing is not my kind... it's not enjoyable, it's painful. >_<
second day was much better. took lesson in the morning and from the little exercises done sliding down gentle non-threatening slope without falling, my confidence grew a little. with that little more confidence, i skied down a relatively much steeper slope which the instructors brought us to. was quite nervous abt the sudden 'jump' in level.... but i managed to muster enough courage to go down steadily and wheeeee... it was fun!! finally got a feel of how skiing is like.... and i enjoyed that lesson totally. conclusion of the day: happy to have improved and not fall down at every attempt to ski. skiing is fun~ and i'm sure i'll do better the next day. ;)
the third day's lesson was immediately upgraded from the nursery slope next to the resort to a real slope: ramy - the easiest blue slope there. of cos, we didn't ski down the entire journey... i was right when i said the whole of that day's lesson is for skiing down that slope once. a slope which pple usually finish in less than half an hour, we skied down it just once. for the few parts where the gradient looked really steep, we either side slide down, walked down, skied down steadily, or skied down at great speed and fell. of cos i fell many times... but somehow there were soo many slopes of different gradients that it reached a point when i couldn't be bothered about the steepness that much and would just ski down with not much consideration, unless of cos the slope was suddenly of a significant gradient, at which my legs would then start to wobble again. conclusion of the day: yay i finally skied on a real slope!!! however i'm still quite scare and uncertain about my skiing ability... hope to improve more!!
fourth day was fully spent on ramy again... went down it thrice. gained much more confidence when i finally skied down the entire slope falling just once or twice.
fifth day morning b4 lesson, cw led edwin, melvin and me to explore new slopes. capella, pollux, mira and dou du praz all in one morning, all in 3 hours! amazing~ more unbelievable for me was the fact that i only fell at the very most twice for each slope! unknown ones somemore!! i was very pleasantly surprised and of cos, enjoyed myself very very much from the company. it was a moral and confidence booster. however it was very tiring for me, both mentally and physically. so much so that when we went on another new blue slope, samba (or isit pavane? cant rmb), after the afternoon lesson, i lost control totally and fell like nobody's business. i blamed it on the darkness and the lack of people as well, cos we were the last people on the slopes, having to be chased by the wardens. haha... but it was quite a traumatising experience, and my confidence dropped all the way to zero once again. but i must say, it's still the most fruitful day... and i really do enjoy that day alot.
sixth day morning is the last morning to ski b4 we return to london. just cw and me, the two of us. =) we didn't explore any new slope due to my drastic drop in confidence. not just that, the few slopes which i conquered easily the previous day made me fell quite a number of times. i blamed it on my weariness and my jelly legs, and also, wasn't feeling very well that morning... hence that too. conclusion of the day: even though the skiing wasn't as great as it could have been, the company was great. couldn't ask for more... especially when we were on the chairlift. ;) thanx alot dear... for spending the last opportunity of skiing on easy slopes for me, for being so patient, for tolerating my complaints and for looking after me. thankew. T_T
and that's my experience of the ski trip. lots of other minor stuff which i guess should be left to another time. hahaha... this post is getting too long. =)