It has been a wonderful day. And I say this wholeheartedly despite me wrecking my knee towards the end the afternoon. But more of that later.
Today was James’ birthday and it was another sunny day in Arabba. The snow and mountains looked stunning and we set off to ski the Sella Ronda anti-clockwise. The pistes were in great condition and we skied down to the attractive town of Selva then onwards and upwards to the amazing City of Stone. We were here last year too and it’s absolutely amazing, skiing through the big rocks, almost other-worldly. Heather and Ewan treated us to a birthday lunch for James at the Restaurant al Sella which was perfect because not only is the food first class, but we were also there exactly a year ago on James’ birthday! We were by this time only an hour from Arabba, via Belvedere, but before we got there I slipped and fell on a very easy run at Lupo Bianco. I twisted my right knee - yes the usual dodgy one - and phoned Heather because the others were ahead of me; James and Ewan had to walk back to assist me as I sat sobbing at the edge of the piste. James and I then got a taxi back to the hotel while Heather and Ewan skied back. My knee was sore and I felt quite sorry for myself for a short while, but then I thought about it and realised that I have had three absolutely marvellous days of skiing, in the company of James and our very good friends, who were all extremely helpful and sympathetic in my predicament. In the grand scheme of things a temporarily sore knee matters not a jot. We went on to have a very convivial birthday evening for James, which included the waiters presenting him with a cake while we all sang Happy Birthday to him, and the head waiter slicing the top off a bottle of Prosecco with a sword! To quote another skier who was sitting near us in the restaurant at lunchtime today, “Life is good!”
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