When we arrived I was urging with excitement to get on the slopes. Once we had got our skis and boots on we went out to the slope. I Had put my poles on awkwardly and spent another long five minutes sorting them out. When we went up the first poma it felt really weird to be back on skis. You could hear the shout of two young men on snow boards going over big jumps. When I went down the slope for the first time it brought back a wave of memories.

On about the third run we had a go at the little ramp and I went over it fine but mum on the other hand tried to do a trick and crashed and then slid down half the slope! On the poma for about the tenth time, they stopped it because someone had fallen over. I was unfortunately inches from the top and it was some time before they got it started again.
When we had finished we went upstairs to get a hot chocolate, it was very good but a bit too strong!