Today we went skiing for the first time in Switzerland. Our guests from the home (Vlady and Derek) wanted to go- and so did we- so we decided to try one of the mountains closest to Zürich, Flumserberg. It took us a little over an hour to get to the mountain and had a great variety of trails. The Swiss consider it to be a dinky mountain, but it seemed pretty decent sized to me (certainly at least comparable to most NH/VT mountains). The weather was fantastic and the conditions were amazing (in the morning at least)... the views were almost as good as the skiing! Matt hadn't been on skis since middle school and he did a really great job.
We had a slight hitch in the afternoon when we stopped for lunch at the top of the mountain. When we left the restaurant, it was snowing HARD- like white-out hard. We ended up in a situation where 1) 3 out of 4 of us had no goggles 2) there was only one really difficult slope down 3) we couldn't see a foot in front of us and 4) Derek had only been skiing maybe 8 times in his life. As embarrassing as it is to admit it, we had to take the lift back down. The lift operators were laughing at us hysterically (I am sure saying 'Stupid Americans')- ahh well, what are you going to do? At least we all came out with no broken limbs...
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