Merry Christmas

"How are you supposed to wear all this gear?" was the main theme of the morning dressing routine. Like what order to do up your boot bindings, how tight, how do the weird pants with extra floppy bits work etc. Walking in "very hard to walk in" boots, we staggered off to catch the bus to Hakuba47 again to meet our ski instructor.

Kate bought a lift pass and headed up the mountain by herself. Craig and I started what can only be described as the longest two hours of our entire life, which was in the rain the entire time. Without a doubt this skiing caper is the hardest thing I have ever done!

Craig only ended up on his bum once, I lost count of the number of times I ended up on my butt. So at the end of two hours, neither of us can sufficiently stop and can't really turn. Kate met us at the end of the lesson to witness the debacle and we went off for lunch. Once inside and with our jackets off we went from way too hot to quite cold, I suspect that all our nervous energy made us so sweaty that with our jackets off we were evaporatively cooling quite quickly.

Over lunch we declared ourselves too buggered and too wet to continue on in the drizzle, so headed home. I slept pretty much all afternoon (it was after lunch on Christmas day after all!). I can't believe that two hours can make you so knackered!

After all our family Christmas calls, we headed off to dinner in the yummy Malaysian restaurant in front of the hotel, and we'll be in the land of nod in no time.

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