
As new arrivals to Switzerland in Nov 2007, we prioritized settling a few million lifestyle items over skiing that first winter. Without skis, friends, a car or a clue where to start, the thought of a weekend in the mountains instead of, say, drearily searching for new furniture, seemed a touch ludicrous. Ah, but the game had changed come Nov 2008, eh? After a year in Europe with our feet replanted partially-solidly underneath, we laid the groundwork for investigating the hubbub. Still carless but now comfortably employing the bus and hourly rental car service, we found a far-flung suburban discount ski outlet (discount is still an oxymoron in expensive Switzerland, but we saved 700 Francs at the very least) and each bought the whole kit--fancy composite carving skis, boots, pants, ski socks, goggles, gloves, helmets (very trendy), you name it.
So adorned, we sat around the apartment waiting for snow to fall and the phone to ring--and wouldn't you know, they did. Repeatedly. For reference, the last time we skied was two days over Thanksgiving weekend 2004 (an awesome trip to Whistler, British Columbia) and, at least for myself, less than half a dozen days prior to that in my life (Steph grew up skiing in MN and is much more experienced) . Now in the last three months, I've been out 10 total days on six occasions, still mild by Swiss standards, with at least two more excursions in the works.
This tiny country--half the size of South Carolina--features 157 distinct ski resorts. In the winter, it's not a stretch to imagine the entire Swiss transportation infrastructure built to accommodate their national pastime.

I'll try to tell some slope stories next time, we have a few. In the meantime, here are some pics from several outings this season: http://www.kodakgallery.com/ShareLanding.action?c=2hd8fyj.cljaeiaj&x=0&y=1pik12&localeid=en_US
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