Splendid day out
With uncharacteristic luck, we chose what was indisputably the most gorgeous day of the entire winter for our babysitting dry run. Shortly after the boys finished their breakfast on Saturday Rada and Bojan arrived to take charge, leaving us free to zip off for a day of skiing. Not an alpine start, but early enough to ensure that we’d get enough skiing in to feel as though we’d been beaten with tire irons by the end of the day.
The valley’s haze dropped below as the žičnica lifted us up to what turned out to be just barely above snowline. Thanks for nothing, Al Gore.
Up top we found perfect weather (if not much natural snow), just cool enough to keep the snow in nice corn form, warm enough to render hats unnecessary, except for the brightly-colored monsterhair viking-horn ones required by local law to be worn to indicate an extra Y chromosome and/or sociopath. Even gloves were borderline overkill.
Hey, Magda, the ’80s called. They want their ski-pants back.
As noted below, it was our first time skiing together since before Adam was born, and all this together time was something of a shock to our systems. Being away from the boys was bizarre, and slightly guilt-inducing.
This is me, blinking back tears like a little schoolgirl and wondering if the telemark turn is worth the burn:
(Answer: no. But hatless skiing leaves you less maneuver room for whining about your burning thighs.)
Given our late start, we should have been among the last of the throng to leave the mountain, but there was the siren song of Panang curry to be heeded. A stop at Ljubljana’s one Thai-esque restaurant restored our depleted energy. Question: why in hell had I never had a mojito before? This is a serious oversight.
We returned to find the boys sleeping happily and our babysitters pleased to report no incidents, or even signs of our having been missed. We’ll leave for London on Friday feeling confident our children are in good hands, which may be more than we can say for ourselves.























“…except for the brightly-colored monsterhair viking-horn ones required by local law to be worn to indicate an extra Y chromosome and/or sociopath.”
Hahahahahaha! I love this. Love it.
Comment by Jane — Tuesday 29 January 08 @ 15.15 MST+2.00
You ain’t never had a mojito before? Are you KIDDING me?
Comment by KP — Tuesday 29 January 08 @ 15.55 MST+2.00
Jane: too late, we realized that instead of this post we could’ve done a photo-essay called “Ill-advised hats”. And the incidences of “Mars Attacks!” snow attire were legion.
KP: NOT EVEN KIDDING. Situation now (well) rectified. Mint + lime + booze + sugar. What’s not to like?
Comment by sgazzetti — Tuesday 29 January 08 @ 16.00 MST+2.00
I, uh, have also never had a mojito.
*shame*
Comment by Jane — Tuesday 29 January 08 @ 18.25 MST+2.00
I recently lost my mojito viginity, too, but I think it was with a cheap imitation, because it wasn’t very good. One day I’m going to have a real one.
Comment by Erik Rasmussen — Tuesday 29 January 08 @ 19.15 MST+2.00
rany, jak tam pieknie…!
Comment by Kasia — Tuesday 29 January 08 @ 20.40 MST+2.00
I just wanted to pipe up to say that I too only recently discovered mojitos. Where have these been all our lives?! It’s like mojitos are the new martini, or something. Looks like a beautiful day!
Comment by gwynne — Wednesday 30 January 08 @ 00.22 MST+2.00
Congratulations on the mojito discovery (they RAWK-it’s worth having your yard taken over by rampant mint) and on the triumphant success of the experiment. Life begins anew! Light dawns! And the two of you will feel a little less like a team of oxen from now on. I promise.
Comment by gaoo — Wednesday 30 January 08 @ 01.06 MST+2.00
Simon Says: babysitters RULE.
Comment by simon — Wednesday 30 January 08 @ 13.55 MST+2.00
Love the pants. JDS, you need a pair of those with your knee pads mounted on the outside.
Red 80s pants, so hot right now.
Comment by MacGregor — Wednesday 30 January 08 @ 19.22 MST+2.00
A: My first mojito was ten days ago. Interesting how so many of us have taken our time jumping on the bandwagon, and not surprising that they’re so… delicioso. (I previewed that word in italics and it was better left as is.)
B: When’d you start telemarking?
3: Great photos one and all.
Comment by SquamLoon — Friday 1 February 08 @ 14.35 MST+2.00
J.E.A.L.O.U.S.
Comment by Victoria Winters — Thursday 20 March 08 @ 21.53 MDT+2.00