When the malays go skiing
When you have snow, and overcast skies. and no shops to go shopping, and nothing to do in this small town but eat and sleep and winter sports, what DOES one do- learn to ski, of course. Over here you are surrounded by kids, toddlers, babies who whizz by you in skis (ok not the babies maybe hihi)! Takkan tak try kot..? One just has to try.
I didn't have an overwhelming desire to learn to ski, but other half had taken it up 2 decades ago when he went away on holiday with his posh mat salleh friends and swore blind that skiiing was fun and easy. Although he had not done it after that time 2 decades ago!
So i said okay lah let's go learn how to ski. A little internet research revealed that there was a ski school just 10 mins walk away from the hotel and also , conveniently, ski hire shop. Only 39 chf for adult beginner package- gets you skis, poles and shoes. Although the husband had learnt, he generously agreed to accompany me on the learning slopes. We set off about 12 pm..
The school was supposed to be 1 minute away from the shop== took me about 10 m ins I think. The shoes were clunky and hard and I felt like I was walking on the moon, I almost fell once. The lady and little girl passing me laughed when I said I was only walking and I'm already falling, oy vey. Husband was annoyingly chirpy and excited to be able to ski again. Warmed the cockles of my heart, it did , to see him that happy and carefree. He was starting to be a pain at home!
Amazingly I reached the school before the sun set he he...We got this young guy Pascal who patiently taught us the basics like trying to walk, trying to put your feet (and humongous clunky shoes) into the skis, etc . Husband soon went off and practised on his own.
Tak payah lah cerita the rest! the rest was about 2 hours of me practising various moves..learning to walk, then learning to walk sideways , learning what to do when you walk but are sliding backwards learning to stop, then he took me to the actual slope, then you get to haul yourselves higher with a moving rope , and stop half way up the slopes, and then you have to turn very quickly to the side otherwise you would be sliding backwards (slope was uphill)..then he taught me how to go down the slopes..iiiiiiii it was scary...so fast (to me larh, probably was snail pace to him) ...After 2 hours my arms were hurting, , my legs were aching, I was pespiring, sweating buckets under the jacket, the gloves were also wet and cold. Skiing is not for the unfit ok! I fell 3 times ,right after Pascal congratulated me for not falling - isn't this typical.
I gave up after 2 hours and settled down at the cafe..dah lah..I did it, I tried it, and I need to lose about 20 kg before I try it again..cause it really is hard work! Husband on the other hand, after joining me for the coffee, went off on his own ..I went home and got under the duvet , My jeans were wet ! Apparently hubs went to a proper slope- supposed to be for beginners but was winding and edge of a ravine (beginner???) .. He had fun he said, though he fell a few times. Apparently it was different this time bravado wise-- because he knew he couldn't afford to be so blase about broken limbs!I told him he is now owned by 5 little people- he cannot be so cavalier!
Ok some pics now---!
|On the way to the school|
|The ice rink of Murren|
|"The idea is you cant move your feet" was what I am sure she meant to say|
|Okay ready to be unleashed on to the world|
|What am I doing here, really.|
|Husband took this while waiting for me - there I am with Pascal|
|Walking with one ski first|
|Learn to walk and feeling comfortable with skis|
|Slopes for babies (and me)|
|Sure I wont fall?|
|Fell here. 3 times.|
|I have had enough!|
|Aaahhhh I deserve this....|