Thursday, 24 January 2019

What to do in Arabba when you can’t go skiing

What can you do in Arabba when you can’t go skiing? Well, as it turns out, plenty! Of course my first choice would have been to continue skiing with James, Heather and Ewan, and I do miss them when they are over the hills and far away. However I have found plenty to keep me amused in this beautiful part of the world. Yesterday my knee was still very sore so I footered about the hotel in the morning, reading my book and treating myself to a peach juice in the delightfully quiet bar area. It was snowing outside and this made the village even prettier. I then got a text to say that the others would be lunching in Miky’s grill across the road so I went across to meet them and heard all about their morning’s adventures. After lunch I felt the need for some fresh air so I went for a walk, leaning on a ski pole so as to support my sore leg. Later on I had a very pleasant jacuzzi downstairs in the health suite before another delicious dinner. There was a talented pianist playing in the lounge and I requested him to play Piano Man, which he performed skilfully - he really was excellent.
Today James, Heather and Ewan planned a big day, round the Sella Ronda and out to Ortisei and back; 40 km of skiing on a 75 km journey! I on the other hand took a taxi to Corvara in the next valley along from Arabba, for a change of scenery. Corvara is an attractive town, a bit bigger than Arabba and apparently beloved by George Clooney, not that I managed to spot him there today. Instead I jumped into the cable car and was lifted up to the Rifugio Piz Boé where I had coffee and apple strudel while sitting on the terrace in the sunshine and admiring stunning views of the mountains. Thriftily, I took a bus back to Arabba just in time to meet the others in Miky’s for a drink. They had enjoyed a great day of skiing. Heather had purchased a gorgeous hand carved wooden deer in Selva, and I was extremely touched that she had also bought me a present of a cute wee kitten ornament which reminds me of my Flora. Another convivial evening then ensued; I’m going to miss the food as well as the company next week! 

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