Jan 06, 2006
Well, I haven't updated in a while. It's kinda hit or miss if the internet decideds to work here. I was just thinking the other day of how I should write in my travelogue but decide it might just get complicated. It was easy when I was living in Spain being a "normal" person. You know, doing normal everyday stuff. But here, you see, I live, work, play, eat, sleep, and ski all in the same place... the lake. I could give you up dates on how I am skiing, but most of the people who read this would see it as a foreign language. It's hard enough to speak slalom talk more or less metric slalom talk. So for my extended family and friends from spain I will give you a brief down to earth description of the weird world we live in. It's not a rare occasion: To be doing the dishes, find there's no dish soap and walk our the front door to the dock and find some there. If you try to have a conversation with someone and they appear to be gnawing at the palms of their hands while listening to you (it's a normal reaction, just don't ask them to rub suncream on your back, it could get scratchy.) To use trick ropes for clothes lines and clothes lines for no stretch wakeboard lines. To hear someone say (example me) "I think the dishsoap in this country is giving me rash on my feet!" To see someone use a 150 dollar helmet also as a shower tote. To approach someone wearing a towel around thier waist and all of a sudden drop thier drawers right in front of you and replace them by dry ones( no one wants to wear wet bottoms all day!). To see people of all ages hanging out and coaching eachother-13 year olds kids coaching 25 year olds, 22 year old girls coaching 40 year old men. To see a full time boat driver walking around with a soar left arm, blistered index finger and a killer tan (for England) on any given Saturday night. For no one around to know what time, day or month it is. To see the same girl in 5 different bikinis a day. If you ski, you know or can imagine exactly what I'm talking about. I don't have a kitchen, I use a public bathroom, I don't have laundry machines, I don't have a sofa to relax on, boardies count as pijamas and airconditioning doesn't exist here, but I wake up every morning to 2 lakes,6 bouys, 1 jump and 3 boats and everynight I walk home 4 meters from the bar. Only the weird people in our weird little world would see the joy in this. Its more than joy, its a constant high on life! It's paradise! So to answer everyone's questions on how is England? what's it like there? I hope this helps!