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I am hurt and bruised and my ass cries for mercy. And there was no sex anywhere in the picture.
So, today we spent the day snowboarding. I went with Suza, Michael and Nic (all UWA law people), Nick from Brisbane and Rachel, an amazingly hillarious Brittish girl from London, who is a Bridget Jones clone. Not in the "i'm desperate for men" way, but in the "i constantly get into shit" way. And she's got the exact same accent. Uncanny.
We went up to Cypress, one of the local mountains, and spent 10 hours boarding and having crazy fun.
While we were in the office at the mountain, waiting for our ski passes, Rachel proved herself to be a true Bridget indeed. So the office was lit with regular lights and a string of Christmas lights. Rachel manages to lean on the light switch and turn all the lights off, except for the one string of Christmas lights. The place is in total darkness, and the woman behind the counter is trying to get Rachel's attention and EVERYONE is staring at us. At this point, Rachel interprets the situation in her own lovely way and quite nonchalantly approaches the counter and says "Oh, is my pass ready?". "No, TURN THE SWITCH ON!". And then in her AMAZING accent: "Oh! Right! ... Well I thought they'd turned the lights off for the atmosphere... Rather nice, really, I thought..."
So we get our passes, our gear and we get going.
Most Embarassing Moment EVER
Have you ever had a ski lift STOPPED because of you? I have.
Suza, Nic, Rachel and my were sitting in the long seat on the lift, making our way up the slope (about 3 minutes after we'd put our boards on). We get to the point we're meant to get off and all 4 us start getting off just a bit too late so the chair, which is still moving, starts pushing us forward and I (as I was sitting at the far right) turn to my left and see in rapid success, Suza fly forward and roll down the ramp, followed by Nic, followed by Rachel, and then I myself roll down and land on top of them. So there's the four us in a pile-up, an insane mess of legs, arms and boards, right where people are meant to get off the lift. So they have to STOP THE GODDAMN LIFT, and there's people running around us asking if we're OK and if they should send for the ski ambulance. Meanwhile, we're laughing so hard we can't move, which doesn't help the situation.
In the end, no one was seriously injured (which is surpising, since I have a clear recollection of Rachel's TERRIFIED face as I was flying towards her, board-first), and us 4, MORTIFIED, while looking around (presumably, searching for our pride and dignity), make our way to the edge of the slope.
And the best comment:
Rachel: "The thing is, I was flying in the air long enough that I actually had time to realise that I shouldn't be flying at all..."
It was all up-hill from there. We had our lessons and it was all good. I fell on my ass more times than I can count, and I managed to dig myself face-first into the snow. I was going really fast and for some reason, I just fell forward. Luckily, my face in the snow acted like an effective breaking mechanism.
After a hard day's play, we got ourselves to the pub for the Apres Ski (or Apres Board, as the case may be), where we proceeded to have fun.
Here's some photos:
Micheal, Brisbane Nick, Nic, Moi
Too much excitement on the way to the mountain
Girl in pink beanie - Suza, Rachel's next to her
Da bois wiv da boards
Apres Ski
So, today we spent the day snowboarding. I went with Suza, Michael and Nic (all UWA law people), Nick from Brisbane and Rachel, an amazingly hillarious Brittish girl from London, who is a Bridget Jones clone. Not in the "i'm desperate for men" way, but in the "i constantly get into shit" way. And she's got the exact same accent. Uncanny.
We went up to Cypress, one of the local mountains, and spent 10 hours boarding and having crazy fun.
While we were in the office at the mountain, waiting for our ski passes, Rachel proved herself to be a true Bridget indeed. So the office was lit with regular lights and a string of Christmas lights. Rachel manages to lean on the light switch and turn all the lights off, except for the one string of Christmas lights. The place is in total darkness, and the woman behind the counter is trying to get Rachel's attention and EVERYONE is staring at us. At this point, Rachel interprets the situation in her own lovely way and quite nonchalantly approaches the counter and says "Oh, is my pass ready?". "No, TURN THE SWITCH ON!". And then in her AMAZING accent: "Oh! Right! ... Well I thought they'd turned the lights off for the atmosphere... Rather nice, really, I thought..."
So we get our passes, our gear and we get going.
Most Embarassing Moment EVER
Have you ever had a ski lift STOPPED because of you? I have.
Suza, Nic, Rachel and my were sitting in the long seat on the lift, making our way up the slope (about 3 minutes after we'd put our boards on). We get to the point we're meant to get off and all 4 us start getting off just a bit too late so the chair, which is still moving, starts pushing us forward and I (as I was sitting at the far right) turn to my left and see in rapid success, Suza fly forward and roll down the ramp, followed by Nic, followed by Rachel, and then I myself roll down and land on top of them. So there's the four us in a pile-up, an insane mess of legs, arms and boards, right where people are meant to get off the lift. So they have to STOP THE GODDAMN LIFT, and there's people running around us asking if we're OK and if they should send for the ski ambulance. Meanwhile, we're laughing so hard we can't move, which doesn't help the situation.
In the end, no one was seriously injured (which is surpising, since I have a clear recollection of Rachel's TERRIFIED face as I was flying towards her, board-first), and us 4, MORTIFIED, while looking around (presumably, searching for our pride and dignity), make our way to the edge of the slope.
And the best comment:
Rachel: "The thing is, I was flying in the air long enough that I actually had time to realise that I shouldn't be flying at all..."
It was all up-hill from there. We had our lessons and it was all good. I fell on my ass more times than I can count, and I managed to dig myself face-first into the snow. I was going really fast and for some reason, I just fell forward. Luckily, my face in the snow acted like an effective breaking mechanism.
After a hard day's play, we got ourselves to the pub for the Apres Ski (or Apres Board, as the case may be), where we proceeded to have fun.
Here's some photos:
Micheal, Brisbane Nick, Nic, Moi
Too much excitement on the way to the mountain
Girl in pink beanie - Suza, Rachel's next to her
Da bois wiv da boards
Apres Ski
