sono passati due giorni e ancora la quipresente non è riuscita a scrivere della settimana appena passata, spesa tra i 1650 e i 2020 metri s.l.m.
che dire. che si stava meglio lassù è scontato, e non solo per il fatto di essere in ferie .
circondati da aria buona (che al ritorno ha fatto sentire l'aria romana chock-full of filthy crap)
forced to keep the sunglasses from nine in the morning at four o'clock in the afternoon for the light beam reflected from the snow, thanks to a sun that made a master for all five days;
with ski boots on the feet after breakfast to before dinner;
in the company of grandchildren;
with new friends met at the ski school;
with the noise in the ears or the chair or the strips that go on the snow;
without thought of what to prepare for lunch and dinner because there were those who thought about, and I was also cleared the bed every morning (and was not the maritopreferito!)
with a heavy heart, on the way back to coming into contact with people (descended from the Cimbri) friendly, helpful, friendly and racket much to do with a whisker hotter in Sicily.
positivissimo all, then, not least the fact that the MP (made for the first time in his life on skis on the feet) has already learned to ski and follows the QP almost everywhere, with its beautiful snow. She, however, has run entirely on the discovery of the curve Christiania, certifying the fifth level on a scale from I to VII!
asiagoneve village 2011
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