

Queenstown, New Zealand
Revived after my rest day and lots of sleep I rode the bus to the slopes hoping I hadn't forgetton everything id learnt and also being annoyed that my mind always seems to wander to falling over and breaking bones.
My lesson this morning was taken by an Italian guy called Marco. Marco spoke very funny English in a Borat style accent and made me chuckle when he kept saying things such as "feel the sensation, it is a good sensation, it is nice".
We did...