Europe in Winter Time

my neighbourds in the car

The second half of January. Saturday. Something strange is happening in Europe. Millions of people of every age and gender are taking a break, wash their cars and take out of the depths of their closets all their sweaters and warm clothes. They put special racks assemble on their cars, buy plane tickets and sharpen skis at the same time wondering where the hell they put a helmet. Seaside all inclusive hotels are empty, in Paris, Montmartre you can really hear the silence. At this time mobile society thinks only about one thing: the Alps!
It is no different in Poland. For some it's the first week of school holidays, the other the second. Anyway, almost half of the kids are free. Subordinated to the delight of school parents use this time to get away for a week with their sterile everyday life. Italy, France, Switzerland, and first and foremost, Austria.

So it is with me. From about 15 years, year after year we are going the same highway, we eat the same sandwich, annoy the same trafficjam in Munich, where I am writing this article now. And only a place of destination changes. Sometimes it's Austria, sometimes Italy. Sometimes, Carinthia or Tirol. This year we have chosen Bad Kleinkirchheim near Villach, on the border of the national park Nockberge. Tomorrow instead of going to the library, school, yoga classes, I will choose the slope and over the next few hours will be Shoop! Shoop! Shoop!

snapshots from previous years

There are seven of us. I'm with my parents, so I'm as single woman and an only child, and their friends also with the "kids" in my age. Decide, of course, those who pay so fathers. More and more lazy, increasingly looking for guesthouses at the slope with the thermal baths next door. Spend evenings with alcohol and cards - especially cards, canasta rules here. Feasts Week, a week of peace, a week in the life that parents would not give up.

the radio doesn't work and somehow you survive this 9 hours

Well, sitting in a car crowded by skis, books, food and audiobooks (listen to "Gaumardżos" by Melleers- travel book about Georgia. Pleasant. A very pleasant. I heard that skis In Georgia, can be also very nice). So we go, we go, in the moment we enter into Austria. Totally white landscape, more and more mountainous landscape. The fact that on my right I see something truly higher, and I pass through the village with its specific architectural style report that Salzburg is coming. Well shoop!

but what kind of language is that?