February 07, 2009

Skiing in Feraya

It was a gorgeous day for skiing in Lebanon, although I think that if it doesn’t snow tomorrow, it was the last day of the season. It’s unseasonably warm this winter.

I went with Theo, a fellow Dutchie, who I successfully convinced that it was going to be horrendously cold up on the mountains and that his sweater would not suffice. Theo is well known for wearing 'just not quite right clothes' on the ski slopes. He therefore resorted to wearing an oversized down ski jacket, and a type of German cap (which he claimed was Italian) and he ended up sweating himself to death all day. That’s what you get for listening to me.
‘Travels with Theo’ was going to be one of my blog post once, as I had planned to travel with Theo to the Palestinian Nahr el- Bared camp some time ago. However, that same night, Theo got himself incarcerated for one reason or another, and was thrown in jail, and thus it was to be travels without Theo. It doesn’t take much for a man to get thrown in jail in this place, so we did not take it very serious. I remember we asked Anne, his friend, the next morning whether she was going to bail him out. “No, not today, I am busy. He can wait till tomorrow.” We were greatly amused by that. Did anyone ever tell you that story, Theo? Well, now you know.And can anyone tell me why the peanut sellers only sell their wares on the parking lot of the ski slopes? I never ever see these guys anywhere else, but always here. And not just one, no, seven eight, peddling their ware in the back of their cars. They let you taste all their goodies, special Chinese nuts, dried figs, pistachio nuts like no others, nougat and other sugary stuff, and then there really isn’t a way that you can say; “Well, thank you for all that good stuff, now, goodbye, I’ve got to go home.” We always get suckered into buying something. I think they should call it ‘the harassment of the nut sellers’.

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ik geloof dat enige wraak hier op zijn plek is - Sietske vergeet te melden dat ik degene was die haar erop wees dat we maar eens wat vroeger moesten gaan skiën dan halverwege de dag - en ik had gelijk. Daarnaast zag ik er vandaag gewoon goed uit. Dit in tegenstelling tot Siets, die haar doodzieke zoon de lift in dwong, en een pakje droeg dat eerder voor haar dochter geschikt was, zij werd tot "poederprinses" verheven door deze, ongetwijfeld bij ElDorado gekochtte creatie van 58.000 LL.
Maar het was weer een prachtige skidag! Lang leve Libanon, zeg je dan 's avonds, lang leve het land waar je nog een auto mag rijden die 1 op 3 doet berg-op, zonder je schuldig te voelen over je 'carbon footprint'!

Anonymous said...

Nee Theo, niet Eldorado. Brands for Less was het. :)

Anonymous said...

Hmmm...
here's what Google Translate says about the first comment:


I think some revenge here on its place - Sietske forget to mention that I was the one who's suggesting that we just had to go skiing a bit earlier than mid-day - and I was right. In addition, I saw today just fine. This is in contrast to Sietse, whose dying son in the elevator forced, and wore a suit previously suitable for her daughter, it was "powder princess" raised by this, no doubt purchased in Eldorado creation of 58,000 LL.
But it was a beautiful skidag! Long live Lebanon, you say at night, long live the country where you can drive a car that 1 in 3, mountain, without you to feel guilty about your carbon footprint!

Anonymous said...

Sietske never feels guilty about her carbon foutprint. Did you see her camper when she went to Croatie last summer? Sheeshhhh....! Y.

Anonymous said...

But now I want to know about the cap. German or Italian? Y.

Anonymous said...

@ Y: that wonderful cap is Italian, for sure. It even says so: Val di Fassa! If that isn't Italian enough!

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