Skiing the Next

Well Mari & I are alive and well after our bouts with the bug. Thirty-six hours after the on-set and we seemed about right with the world. Sure did kick the shit out of one though. On the bright side, after being completely purged of my entire insides, and being only able to eat 3 pieces of apple and a few spoonfuls of mashed rice, I had the flattest stomach I’ve had in years! That lasted right up until I started eating again, and I feel sure that last nite’s pizza will go a long way to correcting any weight that may have been lost.

Having also lost a good chunk of our holiday to the sickness we were determined to carry through with our plan to go skiing again. I’d hoped to post more about our Hokkaido skiing (hence the Day One tag) but well… you know. I had to work yesterday, so our last day off was the third. We got up fairly early for us and drove 2 hours from Shuzenji to a ski field in the shadow of Mt. Fuji. What an awesome sight. This was the place that Mari would often go skiing way back when. Sorry, but I forgot to take the camera, so no postcard picture is available.

I immediately knew how spoiled we’d been at Hokkaido. The lines were long and the prices were high for everything. With an average wait of 12 minutes for the lift it was weird to look at the clock and think that in an hour we’d be able to ski only 3 times. In Hokkaido we could hope for 10 times in an hour! But nevertheless it was a great day.

The slope was better for my level, but had a nasty icy patch that caused me to revert to snowplowing. But otherwise I spent my time trying to keep my legs next to one another with more or less success. We’re talking about our next trip now.