Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Skiing in Austria… and the F*ck-up(s)…

OK, c’mon, you all knew it was just a matter of time before we succumbed! After a week of eating and drinking too much, we decided it is time for some physical activity before we hit the road and what better to do in central Europe, but to go skiing? Beautiful glaciers of Austria, here we come!

After serious consideration we decided on Hintertux, Pitztal and Stubai (nicknamed the Lady glacier). Austrian Tyrol glaciers now offer 10-day pass and you can ski on any of them. Like they had us in mind. So, plan is set, three days Hitertux for start, three Pitztal, three Stubai and then Hitertux for the last one. They look close on the map, but nope, they are not. It takes hours to drive between any one of them. But well worth it, we want to ski them all.

After three glorious days in Hintertux we moved to Pitztal. Wake up at 6 am, as per usual, and drive from our room to the funicular and stand in the queue until it opens (yeah, we know…). After nice 30 mins wait we are ecstatic to be on the first car of the day. Life is good… Until the machine bleeps red instead of green. Few tries later we turn and still alive (not if the looks of people behind us could kill) go talk to the staff. Yup, you got it. We f*cked-up – bought the wrong ticket and the only solution is to drive 3 hours each way to Hintertux where we bought the tickets in the first place. Picture and no sound is the norm during the drive. Luckily we have our ticket exchanged. In normal circumstances we would not have been that angry as they made a mistake and gave us a fresh new ticket for 10 days. But in this case, we have our flights booked. Damn!

It felt so good to be on skies again, just admiring mesmerizing views over the Austrian Alps. We think these are one of the most beautiful views in the world (regardless of what NZ tourism board will try to tell you about Southern Alps; or any other part of NZ for that fact; as Nives probably have told you already…repeatedly…). Warmed up by log fires and good hazelnuss-snaps (nectar of gods, for sure) we had some of the best skiing ever. Singing Tux, Tux, Hintertux (helped by jaeger-bombs) we were saying goodbye (some of us with tears in our eyes… no naming names, but it was the male part of this duo) to the snow and carving for the season. Or so we thought …

Anyway, after a quick, but lovely reunion with family, Matej and Sanja, in Vienna, we were ready to go. Woke up at 4 am, schlepped 50kg or so of luggage to the airport to have a proper shock. Lovely ladies at the Quatar desk told two wide eyed stupefied speechless morons that they need a visa for South Africa. Yup, we f*cked-up. Again. But this one was truly and really one of best. Ever! Anyway, we were absolutely sure that previous time we went to SA we got visas at the airport, but seems the economical and geo-strategic position and importance of Slovenia (we are in EU and NATO now, people!) warrants a visa for all African countries these days. They probably can’t find us on the map (remember, not same as Slovakia!), so to be on the safe side decided that visa is a good option… Shell-shocked and aghast we went back to Vienna to South African consulate. It is going to be up to ten working days to get a visa!!! Luckily, the consul took pity on two eejits and we got it in a day. But out flight was gone and as we were unable to reschedule we needed to buy another ticket (do NOT go there! EVER!) a week later. So, what can one do in Austria in November in the midst of snow storms?

Yup, got it – we hit the ski slopes. Remember those three extra days of skiing that we thought we would not be able to use?  Seems now was as good time as any. Hintertux, here we come again! And it definitely was the best skiing in Tuxer ever – fresh real snow (not that artificial stuff), ideal temperatures and mid-week (i.e. empty pistes!). Just perfect!

After three days of pure pleasure we also had some extra time to spend in Vienna with Matej and Sanja who showed us the real beat of the town. We even managed to go to the Viennese Christmas market (just opened!). Like a fairy tale…


And then we packed (again) and schlepped 50 kg or so of luggage to the airport (again). South Africa, here we come!

Click here, but only after you tone down the brightness of your screen or put on some snow glare eye protection.

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