New Year's Eve

Been a while since I updated, again, I know. Been doing a lot and nothing as usual. Couldn't really find time to write something, or I did and then forgot all about it. Shit happens.

As you might know, I've been snowboarding in Sälen for a roughly a week. You might remember me complaining about pain. Well that was nothing compared to the day after that. When you fall on your ass over and over again, craping the icy slopes with your behind, you come to realize what pain is all about. That is the day after and the day after that.

Despites these unconviences, I've been doing quite good in my opinion, without any help and such. The last couple of days I actually managed to go down the slope without falling. Woehoe.

                                                          And I actually went off-piste too.

Well you can't expect to be an all pro in just a week, right?

On the way to our ski paradise I got kinda bored. Bored with trees. Sweden has a lot of trees. Like...very much. More trees then chinese people. And when you've seen trees for over 2 hours, it's enough. Then the following trees become annoying. Combine that with being bored, results in bad jokes. Every time I saw a tree I said 'Hej ett träd.' (Somehow I become an 11 year old in the car) Then I saw trees on a car with paper on it. Treeception. It's not funny. At all. But then it was.

My new year's eve was spent in a pub in Sälen with a friend from my school and his friend whom were there too. Obviously. Prices run high. For example, I saw a beer costed 119 kr. That's like...almost 15 euro with the currency being a bitch. Can you imagine that norwegians actually go to Sweden because the alcohol is cheaper there?

Oh I went to norway too. Sälen is pretty close to norway, and our ski passes were valid there too. To be honest, norway and sweden are pretty much the same from the outside. They speak funny though.

                               (how I found my host family when I came home from new year's eve)

And the danish they produce sound. That is not a language. Seriously. There were a lot of danish peepz in Sälen and I eavesdropped to check if I can understand something. My finding were negative. God, danish is horrible. No offense.

-19 it was in Sälen once. New personal record. Actually saw a snow storm (a tiny one, but still) My toes froze off most of the time, since I forgot to bring my skiing socks.


When I arrived home with my host sister and host grand parents, I realized something else. I forgot my credit card. I'm really getting old.

So to conclude my short message, god nytt år!