|My son (Proud mom ) doing a front flip|
At the risk of snoverdosing you, some more pictures of the snow. A Dutch friend of mine commented on the fact that we seem to lead a jet set life here; and for a moment, I felt embarrassed. The Dutch are an intrinsically Calvinistic society, and enjoying anything beyond the bare basic in life is a basically a sin.
But then I thought about walking the 12 flights of stairs because of a power outage, one week without hot showers because of a storm, an internet bill that should buy me a voyage into space, but an internet speed that brings me back to the stone age, mail that never gets here, potholes, no internet banking and I could go on and on, so I feel we compensate the good bits with enough hardship. I haven’t even brought strikes, demonstrations, burning tires, explosions and the occasional bombings into the equation. Granted, we haven’t been bombed for a while in Beirut. But all in all, the good is being outweighed by the bad; we lead balanced lives.
|Ms. R, just as she is about to crash|
But back to the snow. This has been by far the best ski season ever. Yesterday was an awesome day for skiing; sunny skies, no wind, fresh powder snow, and no lines. Where is everyone?
|One of my son's skiing buddies|
As the roads in town get more and more congested, the slopes get quieter by the day. I assume it is related to the current economic situation. I can’t say I regret that part. I remember years that you’d be stuck in a 30 kilometer long traffic jam up to Faraya. Or even worse, you’d be stuck in that very last 100 meters of the traffic jam - you could see all those people going up in the chair lift - and you just stood there in front of the parking lot, going nowhere, because some idiot up ahead tried to pass the line and blocked all traffic.