The idea of choosing to be colder than I already am seems a bizarre choice. And to make a conscious decision to throw yourself down a steep slope seems beyond comprehension but it's a popular sport so maybe I'm missing something.
To show I am not making a snap judgment on winter holidays I have been to two snow resorts and have even tried a snowboarding lesson as I felt more likely to enjoy that than skiing. Sure, I can understand how beautiful the scenery looks and yes, I know it doesn't feel quite as cold as you'd expect when you're all wrapped up in layers but did I enjoy the lesson? Heck no. Did I even get onto the slopes. Nope, not me.
The next time I went without pretending I'd do the sliding-down-slopes part of the holiday and took War and Peace to read. I bought a lift pass so I could position myself in a cafe with hot chocolate and wave occasionally to the fools going up and down all day long. And yes, it was the perfect opportunity to read a literary classic but I could have enjoyed that in a warmer location without having to wear so much clothing that is made the bathroom trips so cumbersome.
Show Me Yours
The après-ski is a big part of the holiday and I could join in the Vin Chaud/Gluhwein/hot spiced red wine (depending on the location) but not the comparing injuries section of each day as getting hurt seems to be a key part of a ski holiday too. From the almighty bruises and skin scrapes to the sunburnt faces there was always something to see each day and to remind me why I wouldn't want to be in that gang. Rarely did a day go by without someone in the group needing more serious medical attention and broken bones were quite a badge of honour.
While many couples come together because of their shared interests it can't always be the case for all things as this blog post rant explains. I've known couples where the man goes to weekly football matches and the wife is known as a 'football widow' on Saturday afternoons. And there are some couples who embrace the annual ski trip together and others who plan separate holidays. This poor woman fell in love with someone from a "skiing family" and yet still didn't manage to embrace this winter sport.
I wonder how long the relationship continued and whether she's now a 'ski holiday widow' and stays at home each winter.
Images: (c) klk13 & daryl.