...after I gracefully got off the lift yesterday when nightboarding at Shirakabako Royal Hill, and then not so gracefully tried to turn when I realized I was going in the wrong direction. Ended up in a pile at the top of the slope, hoping nobody had seen my little wipe out...And guess what? I think it was only the lift guy who did, and that was more than I could hope for, really....
I have a season pass to 23 different ski areas, and since it snowed on Monday I figured the slopes would probably be pretty good on Tuesday night, so I hopped into my car and drove the 40 minutes up the mountain to try out Royal Hill for the first time. There were maybe 30 boarders there, and 3(!) skiers...There were also 4 very sweet and very old men working at the lift, smiling and nodding and saying nice things in Japanese, things like; Oh, your hair is so beautiful! and Your Japanese is really good! If I ever have a bad day I'm so going there again for some wind in my face and compliments from the lift ojiisans!
Will try to stay on my feet when getting off the lift next time though...
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