What an amazing 2 weeks of fun!
Snowball fights … toboggan races … ski-school … a down-hill ski race
AND a polony sandwich & strawberry picnic on top of the world!
One bonus of living abroad is the opportunity of meeting people from all corners of the globe. Even bigger bonus is when those people become your closest friends and invite you to share their little part of the world. Hasliberg is the home of our very dear friends Tanja, Jasmine, Sari and Noah and we have been extremely lucky to have been invited to stay for a bit.
Staying with family or friends also give you the opportunity to experience life like a local, to live each day as they do, see places that you would never discover without them. I love experiencing the little things that make life here so so different from our own, like tobogganing to school – how cool is THAT! … and chocolate covered rice cakes (only in Switzerland right!)…. the entrance to every house just for snow boots – and jackets – and beanies & scarves, the way all of the snow gear gets hung over the heaters to dry before the next trip out. The little rubber ducks covered in snow on the bathroom window ledge … ordinary day-to-day things that make me smile and make our visit even more special.
Day 2 was the day we woke to snow falling, all day, lots of snow. The kids built snowmen and forts and Tanja was delighted that the forecast for the following day was sunshine. Fresh snow & sunshine is apparently the perfect combination and she wanted to show me her favourite walk … oh my, was I in for a surprise! Blue skies and perfect white snow, quite literally a scene from a movie – that postcard again!
Once again, while walking Tanja’s favorite trail, I found myself ohhhhing & ahhhhing to the rhythm of my steps! This was something beyond beautiful, the stillness, the quiet, the crunching of snow beneath my feet, the prettiness so profound it could almost blind you.
Then to top off this incredible walk, our destination …
… the most awesome coffee spot, I mean, does it get any better?
Our time here falls within the school term so during the days the girls, and Noah go off to school, yep on the toboggan. Armed with that info I decided to enrol J&D into the ski school here that runs during school hours. It’s an expensive option but watching the kids over that week learn the new skill of skiing with such ease was worth every penny plus some!
I spent that week being the ‘snow mum’. Getting them to and from the ski area, (that in itself is a mission!) and watching them as they went through each phase of learning. I was the photographer and filmmaker, the cafeteria go-to-girl, the toboggan carrier and the cheer-leader … and I loved every minute of it!
I donned the skis for a bit and took a lesson. Got all confident in the beginners area and decided to hit the blue piste where I certainly gave everyone something to laugh about when I made my way down the slope … on my BUTT! My embarrassment aside, I laughed ’till my sides hurt more than my butt and all-in-all had the time of my life.
The final day of ski school brings a lot of excitement, the graduation ceremony is a down-hill ski race!
You can see the result …
‘2nd is our little visitor all the way from AUSTRALIA!’
(actual commentary – and how sweet it was)