It may be turning to spring back stateside, but we are still in the full-swing of ski season here.  This past weekend, we met up with some friends in Davos, Switzerland for … yup, you guessed it … more skiing adventures.  By now, we’re sure you are tired of our “ski porn,” so we will keep it short by sticking to the highlights:

1. Friends – we met Cori and Bennett on The Yacht Week back in July and immediately hit it off.  We have only known them for less than a year, but after a few shenanigan-filled weekends, we feel that they have become good friends.  We shared a lot of laughs, a few good bottles of wine, and an infinite love for being silly. 
2. PIZZA! – For the most part, the skiing abilities of everyone in our group were equally matched.  When we wanted to athlete our way down the mountain with proper form, we did so; however, we had a blast goofing-off and pretending to “pizza” our way down the pistes like a little kid on skis for the first time.  When will we grow up?  Never.  Ironically enough, the only “fall” we had during the whole trip was when Cori pizza-ed into Sarah.  The moment was outrageous, and luckily, Chris caught it all on video.
3. Apres-Ski – one of the reasons we wanted to visit Davos again was for its superb apres-ski scene, and this last trip didn’t disappoint.  On day 1, we enjoyed a quick stop at the top of the mountain to warm our bones with an Irish coffee before skiing all the way back into town, where we were once again greeted with adult beverages and a looming half-pipe.  None of us were confident, nay stupid, enough to try the half-pipe on skis, but we all agreed that sledding down on our butts would be great fun … and it was.
4. Blue Chip Sunday – Day 2 was a beautiful ski day.  There wasn’t a cloud in the sky, and the ski conditions were absolutely perfect. We decided to pack up a little early and head one town over to Klosters to explore an area of the Rhaetian Alps we had not seen before. After heading up the mountain from Klosters Platz, we discovered an amazing expanse of ski runs which kept us entertained for the full day. The highlight of the day was when Bennet spotted from the lift a red run that appeared to have barely been touched that day. We made our way over to where we thought the piste began but ran into a fence blocking the path. It turned out that the beginning of this piste was cordoned off for a ski race (in retrospect, this is why the latter part of the piste had barely been touched). Many folks would turn back, accept defeat, and take another piste down… I think you know how this story ends – we went around the barrier and shot off down the side of the race course (comically, just as a group went off the blocks).  It is inconclusive based on the video who won the race, but regardless, it was a ton of fun exploring this new ski area with our pals.
5. Home at last – After all of this great fun and a three-hour train back to Basel, we were absolutely pooped – all we wanted was a quiet evening back in the apartment with our feet up on the couch. We were not granted such pleasures. While on the tram from the main train station in Basel back to our apartment, we realized that we would be getting off halfway home and walking the remainder of the distance – the streets were slammed with people all watching the bands of Fasnacht perform. Unlike regular Fasnacht, the bands were all in plain clothes (as is the tradition for the three Sundays following the main festival). This made for an interesting walk home, as we were laden down with all of our ski gear, trying to make our way through the throngs of people between us and a comfy couch. We were playfully heckled and at times became part of the parade as we made our way back. Ultimately, we got back to the apartment and took a “when in Rome” approach – we got changed and hit the streets for another taste of the Fasnacht magic.  We did finally get our feet up that evening, as we crawled into bed for some of the hardest sleep we had enjoyed in a long time.