ski!

Skiing in Poiana Braşov was scheduled. I wanted to be there quite early. Took the bus to Poiana, which is half an hour away from Braşov. Went to a shop to rent the skis, Rossignol, and got to the station to buy the ticket for four hours. I put the ski against the wall, as you do it in Switzerland, too and got in line. When I came back my skis were gone. Super. Really gone. Someone had taken my skis. Bad. That’s not exactly how I imagined starting my day. Well, there are worse things that can happen. I waited another five minutes, looked for my skis at different locations, had to realize that they were gone. Next to where they were supposed to be was another pair from the same renting company but a Blizzard and way smaller. I thought that maybe I didn’t remember the name of the brand and went back to the store to ask which number my ski had and if it was indeed a Rossignol (I was sure about that, but how stupid if I were wrong). In the store I explained my problem in Romanian. They said that, indeed, I was right about the color and the brand of my skis, but it was my problem that i couldn’t find tehm anymore and wished me luck. So I returned again to the place already with the idea that someone might have taken my ski instead of the Blizzard. So my ski had number 219, the Blizzard 319. Then i thought that maybe, coincidence, they fit for my shoes and the one taken mine wouldn’t notice since it would fit his/hers, too. Indeed! So I was quite convinced that this is what happened, someone switched them. Now explaining that to the guys at the store. In Romanian. Well, somehow they understood what I tried to tell me and found my explanation logic, too. Finally I could get on the slope and enjoy a wonderful day in the mountains. It was very crowded, luckily not on the red and black slopes so skiing was very good. I returned the skis, number 219 still on the slopes somewhere (I kept looking while being in the line for the cablecar but didn’t see it) and luckily that took a good end. How funny! I got back to Braşov and met Gabi for dinner, one of the woman responsible for the organization I was with in 2006. I spent a wonderful evening with her over soup and cake and enjoyed it so much. Also a lovely, strong woman with a troubled life and still being so cheerful and nice. I know why I really like that country.Read more