We crossed the boarder to our neighbor country Sweden today. Of course this wasn't for crossing the boarder itself, but for skiing. Yes we go to Sweden because the lift tickets are a lot less expensive there.
The kids have been asking for this a long time, so this morning we finally met their wish and loaded the car. Our car isn't that little, but with 5 pairs of downhill ski boots, four pairs of poles, five helmets, five pairs of ski goggles, three back protectors (shame on the parents), 5 pairs of winter pants, five warm jackets, tons of gloves and mittens, some food and a reindeer skin to sit on, the trunk was brimming.
At last we were all set and headed for abroad :)
Tickets bought, ready to go!
No fear! I'm so impressed to see how well the kids handle their skis, the snow, the hills, the lift and everything. And their skiing looks quite good too ;-)
The boys are 9 years old. They wanted to go everywhere all by themselves. I didn't feel free to do so, but they love jumps and stuff that I pass over. So my attempts to keep them close to me or their dad all the time partly backfired. We had to let them feel a bit free.
The result was they were so happy about it that they kept waiting for us at the top or the bottom of the hills fairly often.
I rode with our 6 year old and she's fast, but yet not as fast as the the boys.
But it's so funny to see how much she loves this!
At the lift she looks at me, we lock eyes and in an eager voice she says: "I wanna ride until tomorrow morning!"
Well I have to admit I'm glad they close at night because riding with my 6 year old on the T-bar surface lift is some challenge to my thigh muscles...
If there only were some chairlifts!
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