I got to the skiing station, I waited in line, I measured my feet, I rented things, I waited in line again, I got on the lift chair, I got up, I took a deep breath of fresh mountain air, I got down, I tried not to hit anyone and not to get hit by anyone, and here I was back in line. While getting up again I looked at this amazing nature, trees covered in snow, curves of frost, spiky mountain peeks around and I wondered how easily now we can have an access to all that. How many thousands of people slide down these, once unreachable, slopes. How many thousands and how many times? When it became so "natural" to reach 3000 meters altitude in 20 minutes. I just felt so natural being in that lift chair, surrounded by breathtaking landscape, that all I wanted was to take my siesta nap. That is how i felt after the fourth lift. It all became the same for me: the same routine, the same structure, the same people, the same idea. I have seen it last year and a year before. What you thought was a wild nature - is not anymore. What could have been a wild adventure - is a 20 minute ride on the lift.
It was still enjoyable, but I feel that I am ready for something else now. Not for more extreme, more likely for more simple. Like a ride down that little hill behind my house on the carton piece - just to have it more real, more close to what I am in the environment where I am.
Or it is my studies that make me reconsider all these commercial structures and my own consumption and the affect it has upon the world that we live in.
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