We went through Innsbruck on the way to Praha, so we didn't have much time to spend in Austria. I wish we could have stayed longer. Click here if you want more information about the country, because we got a pretty limited (although certainly exciting) view.
4/18/97: "I remember when Dylan Ragozin said in English class that it was strange to think that there were actually men playing basketball in New York right now. People are living their own lives. It is about 8:30 am in Williamstown; people are eating in Baxter. My parents could be talking in the kitchen. Someone is riding a horse, someone is at a funeral, someone just had a baby...And here I am, on the train to the mountains of Austria, where I might actually ski."
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This photo captures the trip. Ashley's dad called it The Good Life. Here we were, a few 21-year-olds, traveling around Europe, skiing in the Alps! |
| The hostel in Innsbruck was like a big time capsule, with sliding doors and personal little lockers. We found a ski package for 599 AS (about 60 bucks) for the Stubai Glacier, and I don't think I have ever been so happy to ski, ever. Ash and I were jumping around, laughing, hugging...I wore my velour pajama pants under my brown pants under my wind pants. We schlepped on the "schleppenlifts" and found a few moguls and a few steeps. Our faces got fried; it was one of those overcast says when stupid people don't put on sunscreen. | |