Skiing the Alps in Innsbruck, Austria

I hadn’t even unpacked from my London trip when several of my friends and my friends friends were leaving for Innsbruck, Austria to go skiing. They rented this massive bus and wanted to make it a booze cruise all the way from Berlin to Central Austria.

The road trip got off the a comical start about an hour into the 20 hour drive, once the effects of a couple beers kicked in. To everyone’s horror the toilet on the bus was busted !-!-! To accommodate this we needed to make frequent stops adding to the road trip.



The city of Innsbruck was quite and quaint … but to be honest, I didn’t see much of it, I spent more time on the slopes. The highlight had to be a late night sled run down the mountain. Valerie (French, who I spent most of my time in Innsbruck with and have become closer to in the recent weeks), Annelise (Belgium/British, who I hit it off ever since we first met) and I were the last three down the hill. We only had two sleds for the three of us. We raced each other down the mountain resulting into countless crashes and wipe-outs SO MUCH FUN !-!-!

The next day we went skiing. Every once and a while the fog (which added mystique but detracted from the view) broke, revealing scenery that was unparalleled and breath taking. The slopes seems to go on endlessly. The lodges had fun restaurants with waitresses in ‘Heidi’ outfits serving delicious food.